Cueva Flamenca, Brighton's flamenco orchestra, set the night sizzling with a set to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

They brought to life authentic flamenco song with passion and verve, evoking images of sultry nights on a balmy Spanish beach.

Some songs were upbeat and fiery, others were more melancholy but all perfectly captured the Andalucian mood.

A world of intense exoticism sprang to mind when the singer belted out lilting Spanish tunes in a gravelly voice.

The music oozed emotion and passion, sweeping the audience along with it, leaving them hungry for more.

One dancer, who could rival Joaquim Cortez, took to the stage several times with castanets in hand, providing an intoxicating fiesta of flamenco moves and snake-hip twists.

Dressed in a billowing white shirt and tight black waistcoat and trousers, he danced his way round the stage in an almost boundless array of exotic moves.

Hot gipsy rhythms summoned up by superb guitarists, a violinist and flautist sent the temperature in the room soaring and more than a few people's hearts fluttering.

There is nothing quite like the sound of a Spanish guitar played well and this night surpassed all expectations.

It was all too easy to lose yourself in the hot-blooded rhythms and find your foot tapping in time, yearning to jump on stage with them. Just watching was fantastico.