As I walked in the doors of Festival Hall on this fine Monday night– I immediately knew I found my people. I looked amongst the crowd – and there was a sea of beautiful women with Steve Nicks-esque ‘pirate’ outfits- it was like stepping into a hippie festival in the 70s. I thought, I am definitely at a Last Dinner Party concert – reserved for the hottest and coolest people only.

Jungle's performance was the epitome of perfect dancing music. It wasn’t the frantic kind that demands constant jumping, but rather a smooth, step-tap vibe that had everyone grooving. Within just a few songs, even those in the seated sections were on their feet, swept up in the infectious rhythm.