In 1993 I bought my first CD single. It had recently entered the charts and so was easily obtainable at my local Woolies. That single was, of course, Spin Doctors' 'Two Princes' and it proved to be one of the fundamental building blocks my future music tastes would be built on. It may also explain why I have a subconscious attraction to funk rock.

Not all funk rock is good, and it seems to find me more than I find it. But with Michael Hutchence now long dead, Faith No More seemingly over, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers on the slide, I was relieved (and insanely excited) to find the Spin Doctors were back on these shores, 20 years on from the release of 'Pocket Full of Kryptonite'.

Yes, 20 years! That means I was nine when the album was released and eleven when I bought that single (which I still own), and here they are to play the album in its entirety. Usually I don't like the idea of "album" gigs but this is something different; a true celebration. Which is why my patience was allowed to be pushed further than usual at the Jazz Café. Doors were at 7pm and we arrived at 7.45. There we stood, crammed in to a packed-out venue for around an hour and a half, listening to very average background music with the same few adverts continually repeated on a big screen - not much of a substitute for a support band. I've never been so bored before a gig, knowing that it is all really for the benefit of those seated and eating upstairs because it is they who are spending more money.

Anyway, all the boredom is washed away when the Doctors take to the stage and those first notes of 'Jimmy Olsen's Blues' ring out across the eternally grateful crowd. Chris Barron's voice is in fine form, recapturing that warm bluesy sound that is such a signature of the record. Eric Schenkman's guitars are loud and cut through the air perfectly, complimented by the awesome rhythm section of Mark White and Aaron Comess. Instantly I am drawn to the fact that the Jazz Café, for this night at least, has got the sound just right.

I often wondered if I'd ever get the chance to sing along to these lyrics, or air guitar to these riffs. In some ways the Spin Doctors appeared to me somewhat untouchable; a part of my past and a product of distant shores. But by beginning with a singalong in the first song of the set, the Doctors banished that misconception and played like they were almost in my front room. There were smiles everywhere (including the band) when they broke into a rousing 'Little Miss Can't Be Wrong', and this atmosphere set the precedent for the rest of the show.

The Doctors were certainly gracious, and seemed to be enjoying the show as much as the crowd. Another positive is that the über-famous 'Two Princes' was neither the highlight nor the cliché, instead the track blended seamlessly in to the set, becoming a singalong just like any of the others, only further demonstrating how good this band are all round; a fact that has often been over-looked. There was no doubt about this fact in the Jazz Café however, with the superb 'Shinbone Alley' perhaps commanding one of the biggest cheers of the night.

Bouts of jamming and the odd story kept the gig from becoming predictable, which is often the danger of "album" shows. It's wonderful to witness when things do work out. Some 20 years on from the release of their massive selling 'Pocket Full Of Kryptonite', and too long in the wilderness following a spell where Barron nearly lost his voice for good, the original line-up come to London to show us the excellent band that the Spin Doctors were, and truly still are, and they did it in style.