Upon walking into The Friends' Meeting House I was met with an atmosphere that felt distinctly like a church congregation.

Except it was not a sermon the middle aged crowd were waiting for, it was geniuses of percussion, Adam Bushell and Tom Norrell.

A sweaty, riotous affair it was not, but the skill and innovation displayed by the performers was astounding.

Using a vast arsenal of percussion they subjected the audience to two hours of unadulterated thumping, with the notable highlight of "clapping music", a piece played purely through the medium of (you guessed it) clap.

One could appreciate the mathematical precision involved, but after an hour, a distinct realisation emerged that you were merely witnessing two grown men hitting things.