One song into Ed’s set, he tells the totally full 500-capacity Living Room tent that he’s played Secret Garden Party three years in a row now, and the past couple of years, he’s played to fewer than twelve people each time. I’d say that that was the moment that the entire tent fell in love with Ed Sheeran – that’s assuming, quite wrongly, that most of them weren’t already in love with him of course.

The ginger Norwich boy (wahey, go Norwich!) is a recent Island Records signing, and has toured extensively thus far in 2010, including dates with Example, Just Jack and Ou Est Le Swimming Pool amongst others. His eclectic reggae infused acoustic music reminds me of Newton Faulkner and Jack Penate in places, and his “one man and a guitar” approach is anything but the half-arsed sound you might imagine amid the wide selection of Mumford & Sons wannabes seeming to dominate acoustic, guitar-based music at present.

Ed uses loop pedals and multiple microphones to create a beautiful, textured and rather indefinable style of tuneage that any god muso can’t help but indulge themselves in. This is truly interesting music, and I can certainly see why Ed has been garnering so much attention over the past few months.

Ed’s commendable, chilled-out set was truly fantastic, and with a major now behind him, I think any casual observer can see that this is a gent destined to go far behind the NR1 confines of his Norfolk roots.