London Collections: Men spring/summer 2014 opens with hard-rocking teens and a punk Duchess of Cambridge Elton John and David Furnish hosted a rocking dinner after Milan royalty Dolce & Gabbana cut the London Collections: Men spring/summer 2014 ribbon. Nobody was expecting a side order of tinnitus with the caramel glazed, pineapple sticky toffee pudding that rounded off David Furnish's dinner for London Collections: Men last night. Yet that's precisely what guests who included Tommy Hilfiger, Natalie Massenet, and David Gandy were served up - courtesy of an outrageously good band signed to Sir Elton John's record label named The Strypes. Introducing them, Sir Elton explained that The Strypes had first came to his attention after they were spotted outside a London Tube station looking incredibly compelling - they favour suede boots, skinny suits (according to their tweets from Topman) and early-Kinks mops. Fashion, you see, is part of what makes a band a band. Then he discovered that this Irish four-piece could play too. We, the genteel, modish crowdlet - there were about 40 or so people there - seemed unsure. But then 15-year-old lead singer Ross Farrelly and his band cranked it up to 11 and blew us away. Suzy Menkes was first to her feet, bopping like a trouper and the rest followed - Patrick Cox was shimmying and even Patrick Grant was tapping a perfectly turned toe. Afterwards Hilfiger said: "I'm jealous! I want to be 15 again, but with talent like that. Marigay McKee, the chief merchandiser at Harrods, had already booked The Strypes before the wailing reverb of their final tune had entirely faded. The Strypes are great: Google them. This gig happened in the Tracey Emin, Andreas Gursky, Chapman brothers and Louise Bourgeois-lined art gallery at John and Furnish's Windsor home. A cluster of Mercedes-Benzes had earlier ferried most of us from New Bond Street, where Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana opened their men's boutique with a packed presentation modelled by a corps of Select models in Clark Kent specs. It was a tailoring show (notably narrow lapelled, high-cut double breasted suits and some awesome evening wear) but amongst the most eye-catching pieces were two smock T-shirts featuring punky portraits of the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge by Brainwash, an L.A. street artist. Although no Gary Hume - Brainwash is more a Banksy-inspired remixer - his Sex Pistols reprises injected a pleasing jolt of kook into the Italians' trademark supersmooth suiting. The store itself looked spiffy. My favourite display was a crocodile briefcase accessorised, naturally, with a copy of The Daily Telegraph. And the cabinet of condom holders and some other even more outré small leather goods - modesty forbids details - was perfect for how's-your-Fathers' Day. A three-chair barber's shop overseen by London's supreme scissor-wielder, Carmelo Guastella, makes this a new must-visit masculine destination. London Collections: Men hasn't even formally started yet - and it's looking pretty good already.