Enigmatic Slovenians Laibach, otherwise known as the musical arm of the Neue Slowenische Kunst (NSK) artistic movement, live, proved to be, well, very Laibach.

Notoriously difficult to pin down, this 30-odd year-old industrial metal/synth-rock/pop covers (!) outfit was either a pseudo-fascistic art installation (they’ve played the Tate Modern), pale-faced goth revivalism, political philosophy exercise, or an elaborate joke. This surprisingly brilliant performance, taking occasionally poor source material and alchemizing it, was all of the above yet more.

Opening with a Laibached-up version of classical composer Edvard Grieg’s Olav Tryggvason followed by the bleak heaviness of new song Eurovision, the scene was set for an eclectic show.

Interspersed by pre-recorded clichés (“You’ve been a fantastic crowd”; “Put your hands in the air”) and a classical ’intermezzo’, one minute you’d have the Skinny Puppyish noise blast of Resistance Is Futile, the next you’d have the mild amusement of Queen’s One Vision writ cyber-goth.

Perhaps the whole odd spectacle was encapsulated by the extensive merch stall, selling Laibach-branded cigarette cartons and, wonderfully, even crucifix-marked Laibach soap.

With gloriously Kraftwerkian CGI visuals beside clips from cult movie Iron Sky, which the band scored, this awkward blend of the great and the ridiculous proved that resistance truly was futile.