You can only rave in your seat for so long before you begin to feel like an irritated child in a pushchair.

So it’s wasn’t long before Jon Hopkins’ audience got to their feet and it became a grime party in a concert hall.

Nothing unusual there, you say, but this was supposed to be an evening of decelerated versions of the later tracks from his majestic fourth solo album, Immunity.

Hopkins did venture to the grand piano on occasion and for those moments was joined on stage by Leo Abrahams and Davide Rossi, whose guitar and violin licked the corners of those reworked tracks which made recent release Asleep Versions so stunning.

Live, these songs were haunting, beautiful and meditative – a series of plateaus between the euphoria of crunky bass-heavy electronic house Hopkins impressively constructed from a sizable synth-led control centre.

Behind him a huge screen pumped out stunning visuals taking old tracks on new adventures. Train carriages whizzed through snowy landscapes, a skateboarder slipped through suburban streets, a fraught love affair unravelled at a rave. They were hypnotic and magnetic.

Immunity has given Hopkins a platform to explore his beloved piano and challenge his listeners.

But like all good DJs he responded to the crowd. The only shame is all they really wanted to hear was the harder stuff.