Forty years after Syd Barrett wrote most of Pink Floyd's colossal debut album, The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, this stellar evening is a fitting tribute. Barrett's iconic status is unparalleled, despite recording just two sketchy solo albums after quitting Floyd and then becoming a total recluse until his death last year, aged 60.

Captain Sensible knows a little about eccentricity and provides a fine reading of the whimsical Flaming and trippy Astronomy Domine before 60s survivor Kevin Ayers, who often backed Barrett with Soft Machine, neatly morphs the plaintive whine of Here I Go into a beguiling prog-jazz croon. Nick Laird-Clowes and Damon Albarn turn the muted psychedelia of Baby Lemonade into a celebration and the Bees brilliantly channel the stoned, Lennon-like groove of Octopus. Former Floyd bassist Roger Waters then provides the night's one bum note, bizarrely opting to play one of his own songs, Flickering Flame.

Robyn Hitchcock strums through a loving take on Gigolo Aunt, abetted by former Led Zeppelin bassist John Paul Jones. Chrissie Hynde superbly relays the alien paranoia of Dark Globe, Barrett's wired shrug at his own drug-induced schizophrenic meltdown.

To close, David Gilmour, Rick Wright and Nick Mason - but, tellingly, not Waters - reunite as Pink Floyd to reprise their 1967 debut single Arnold Layne, an astral ramble that still seems to pulse directly from Barrett's LSD-suff used cortex. It is a moving climax to a tribute evening that is near to perfection.