Mother and son return to the O2's smaller venue, the IndigO2, thinking we were late and would have to tip-toe to get a view from the back - but we were happily wrong. Set very much like the Roundhouse, there was a bar at the back (where I helped myself to Beck Viers) while the stage and standing area was in such a way that I'm sure everyone got a good view from where they were standing. This would have a meant a field day for my camera, but overzealous usher/security guards kept coming around to stop people from taking photos/videos - giving out warnings and threats of expulsion from the concert. I guess all in a day's work for them, and the same went for us fellow devious photo/video taking concert-goers, as we continued to defy in such proportions that it was difficult to control. Almost like clockwork, one side of the audience would have alot of people taking photos, and then as the security went over to stop them, the other side of the audience started to light up with camera phones and other gadgets - Power to the People! The opening act was not bad, a 6 member Ska sounding band, starting off with their song "Yes sir, boss!" - hilarious title! When that band's last song was over, the stagehands started to lay our rolls of carpet, presumably so that Miss Stone could frolick barefooted all over. Then she arrived and amplified by the fact that it was so close and intimate, the concert turned out thoroughly enjoyable. Cheeky banter with potential male audience suitors, a happy birthday song for one lucky girl and then belting out her hits - It's hard to believe this girl is just 20years old yet pushing out a voice like that laced with that impish and slightly eccentric spark about her. It seems the world's stage is set for this one.