Clapham Common more regularly plays host to Ugg boot-wearing au pairs than bare-chested punk rockers. Get Loaded in The Park changed all that. Boasting a refreshingly ballsy line-up, which included none other than Iggy Pop and The Stooges, the festival brought punk attitude to a middle-class neighbourhood.

“Like The Clash and The Pogues having a fight in Eastern Europe” is how rotund comic Phill Jupitus describes Gogol Bordello, the multi-ethnic band of gipsy rockers who got the evening started.

Personally, I’d say it was closer to a Borat-fronted, testosterone-enhanced Scissor Sisters. Either way, though, it made for a winning combination and a rambunctuous live show.

Mustachioed frontman Eugene Hutz strummed a guitar, chugged red wine and thwacked a red bucket. Behind him, a geriatric accordionist in beret and black vest smiled delightedly — particularly when he was met by two Lycra-clad dancers.

Wonderlust King, taken from the group’s excellent Super Taranta! album, was a swashbuckling delight. Even better came Start Wearing Purple, which prompted the crowd to hold their purple garments aloft. Hutz, not taking his own advice, was bare-chested by this point, grappling with security guards who didn’t think jumping into the crowd was such a smart idea.

They had similar problems containing Iggy Pop. Bursting on to the stage to Loose wearing jeans that were anything but, Pop whipped the crowd into a frenzy.

Whether strutting around the stage, introducing his band (“We are the goddamn Stooges”) or belting out the classics, the Rock Iguana still oozed charisma. Next up came 1969, from the group’s eponymous debut released the same year. The snarling menace of I Wanna Be Your Dog, turned things up a notch, with Pop going down into the crowd to sing its chorus.

Later they came to him, as Pop encouraged a stage invasion. “Let ’em up,” he demanded during No Fun. Up they came, overpowering the sizeable security force to dance alongside their hero.

Pop, who is credited with having invented the stage-dive, resisted the temptation to try it here. In fairness, the chasm between the front row and stage would have been a struggle to Phillips Idowu, let alone a diminutive 61-year-old, so all was forgiven.

Particularly, as he went one better with a thunderous rendition of Search and Destroy, the standout track from The Stooges’ standout album Raw Power.

As this was very much Iggy Pop and The Stooges, there was no airing for Lust For Life or The Passenger — the two highlights from Pop’s solo career.

As the fireworks exploded above the stage, however, no one was complaining. This was dynamite stuff from a band who proved they’ve still got plenty punk in their trunk.