From there, the band plunge back several years to more familiar territory with 'Inuit'. It's the first opportunity for the crowd to help carry Conor Murphy's vocal burden and they waste no time in adding a delicious chaos to the track's closing "I'm not waving, I'm drowning refrain". The response is only toppled midway through the set when Murphy hurtles himself into the crowd for the closing refrain of 'The Medic'. As the crowd surround him, arms aloft, to affirm that they too "want to be loved", it's the first of several true 'goosebump' moments.
Further new material comes as a double-header, with 'Buttery Gold' and, the interestingly named, 'Bastardizer' following each other mid-set. Both tracks confirm that the band are continuing to delve into their collective inspirations and, while both offerings are clearly blood relations, they also feel entirely dissimilar to each other.
The climax of the evening comes in the form of 'Rory', as the entire room surges forward to repeatedly ask "so why don't you love me back?" It's another moment where the events in The Deaf Institute tonight seem to transcend simple pop music and pose an even bigger question about what exactly Foxing have managed to channel in so many disparate people. As Murphy's trumpet cuts through the physical chaos erupting in the front few rows, it has the poignancy of a final bugle call soaring over a field of fallen comrades; only it's clear that, for everyone here, Foxing's battle is far from over and they're simply continuing to rally the troops in the most evocative manner possible.