I’ve seen Tim Blane play a few times: a minute at EarthFest, a few collaborative jams at Passim for the Who’s That Pack Tour, a set on the harbor cruise, three songs at Starbucks earlier this week.

But I’d never had a chance to actually attend a Tim Blane Show. So when I’d realized that my evening would open up earlier than expected, I met up with Michelle and headed to Davis Square to catch Tim’s two sets at Johnny D’s. After seeing Tim perform in atypical circumstances, I really wanted to see what he was like when he could really own the space in which he was set to perform.

Turns out, the Berklee boy is pretty damn impressive. Who knew? Well, I’d figured, so that should count for something.

I’ve seen a lot of singer-songwriters fall into the usual traps: some wind up drinking far too much. Others wallow in melancholy. Some are clearly just trying too hard to be earnest and engaging. Tim, to his credit, just Is. He’s funny, he emotes a sense of warmth, and he manages to bring fun and professionalism to the stage. The songs with which I’ve grown familiar over the last month or two (the album’s called “Clockwork,” so go look it up) sounded as sharp and hook-happy on stage as they do in recording, and Tim and his (incredibly capable) band brought them to life with the confidence needed to win over a crowd.

And then there were the covers. “Use Me,” which remains one of the sexiest songs a band can dust off, “You Can Call Me Al,” “Sweet Escape” (ridiculous and brilliant at the same time) and “Dixie Chicken” to close out the night. A nice balance to a great couple of sets.

Why aren’t more people listening to this guy, already?

OK, I must sleep now. There’s a football game set for tomorrow…