These days, fusion is a dirty word. It conjures up images of 20-minute electric-guitar solos, cheesy synthesisers and needlessly obscure time signatures.

All the rage in the Seventies, it is now often seen as something of a joke. But there is more to fusion than jazz-rock.

For every Weather Report or Mahavishnu Orchestra, there is a Dizzy Gillespie, Hugh Masekela or an Abdullah Ibrahim - or, indeed, an Eduardo Niebla.

Niebla is a world-class virtuoso: Magnificent tone, staggering speed and that quiet authority that emanates from anyone who knows they are among the best in the world.

But the line-up (two guitars, drums, double bass and percussion) revealed this wasn't going be your average Spanish guitar performance and, when the band kicked in, Niebla showed what distinguishes him from his peers.

Between the five of them (or four, since the percussionist was, unfortunately, almost inaudible) they created a glorious mixture of flamenco, jazz and Latin that worked so well it was easy to forget the originality of Niebla's musical vision.

Okay, he's not the first to mix these three styles but it is rare indeed to hear such a natural synthesis achieved without watering down any of the components.

Review by Marcus O'Dair, features@theargus.co.uk