If you're not already aware, Clean Bandit are on the brink of the big league. The member-shifting collective are an eclectic, dynamic and surprising pop juggernaut in waiting; the kind that you could loudly foresee filling a Basement Jaxx-shaped hole in years to come, without being accused of doe-eyed hyperbole. After-all, their new single 'Mozart's House' peaked at Number 12 in the UK Singles Chart and tonight's show is their first as headliners; all off the back of a few minor releases and fervent word of mouth.

The early infatuation is totally understandable though, as live they ooze ideas and reek of professionalism, with the cast ever-changing and the hooks dressed up in a melange of weird and wonderful ways. They initially woo with a string of SBTRKT-ish, Makeda Moore-fronted synth bangers, before slowing it down - vocalist Nikki B lending her smooth croon to the throbbing bass of spine-tingling early B-side 'Nightingale', in sync with a backdrop of their artwork's hypnotic, primary coloured shapes. Though, they ramp it back up again with the pulsating and ever-infectious 'A+E', which jerks the room into life; its maudlin string intro is the spark for arm-waving and, then, crowd-directed microphones; a moment of wide-mouthed, electro euphoria that even the Electrowerkz' knackered sound system can't scupper.

If their Classical RNB doesn't already have the room swooning, the arrival of MC Ssegamic and their chart-dwelling new release certainly does. "I don't know, skip a beat,” he bellows into the front row, to a wall of approval; its wonky, orchestral progression igniting the dancefloor alongside brain-warping, Tetris-like graphics.

"This is our first headline gig! We can't leave it like that", he announces, before the band air a taste defying, Dario G cover to close. Of course, 'Sunchyme' feels like shiver-inducing nostalgia for tonight's demographic, evoking all the same fuzziness as the version to be found on a boot fair-flogged Now 38 cassette. They depart, without encore – much to the baying crowd’s frustration – but, nonetheless, it’s a short and tantalising showcase from a band that seem to be irrepressibly shooting skywards.