Opting for smooth transitions, there were no breaks in their set, instead flowing from one to the next, utilising elements to subtly blend and kick into the forthcoming track, making for the ultimate dance. Quickly ascending and descending single stringed riffs enticed arms to be thrown, before sliding in what can only be described as 'Happy Robot' sounds. Keeping a merry old pace about them, there was a feeling that in their breaks, they wanted to veer into off pitched tangents but was halted as they brought each (element) to collaborate as one, with surprising precision. There were still however, slight pitch bends, with a taster of simple keys before a final fury, agitated on by the fans.

Even though each track delved into the next, it was clear when "Trans-Pennine Express" emerged. Crashing drums booted the main room up a notch before an absolute corker of a bass-line. This really did feel like you were in an intro to an 80's TV show, a hard concept to grasp but most definitely an exciting one, and judging by everyone else, they had that same anomalous feeling. This transcended straight into a battle between nebulous and spotless reverberations until they regained harmony, highlighted by appropriate twinkles.

"Here Come The Warm Digits" was a pulsating, threatening hyper speed track filled with constant fun. They were really toying with the audience at this point, winding synth to its peak, almost overpowering, but being releasing just in the nick of time. Again, they really threw elements together, playing on the dominance of their sound.

An abrasive transition must have meant one thing; they were sliding into "Weapons Destruction" cascading the room into pure energy. More computer based than the rest of the set, it was highly strung, but allowing itself and fans very quick breathers, utilised as breaks. This was the first time in the night we saw them throwing in the unexpected. Xylophone synth reverted them to their friendly ways. This was a heady mix and resonated throughout with faultless precision.

The previous efforts were all in aid of their final push. A wash of "Digits", speedy up and down synths, cowbells and much heavier distortion running through guitar riffs replaced previous clarity. The rudiments were the tightest they had been, throwing us into a solid wall of sound, but still managing to keep the components noticeably separate.

This could go down as one of the 'tightest' sets we have witnessed. Not to mention that it put a smile on each and every person in the room. Not many bands can boast that, but Warm Digits certainly can.