I walked in to the larger Kimono room to find Matic putting out silky dub: Groovy, sexy, early-mid evening dance music. The volume was full but not cracking in this stylish venue, and Matic turned his hurdy gurdy and rolled out smooth, rich, dark chocolate sound.

With Continuum taking the stage the energy in the room lifted. Working like three limbs of the same body, they really performed to the dance floor. They bring glamour to the platform, with both their boy-next-door smiling faces, and the sleek tunes they create. The musical style is rather unique in how it defies limitations, for all there is still quite some territory they are yet to explore.

Kazu Kimura earned his title as the headline act immediately. Presenting himself with the delicious simplicity of an open-chest white cotton shirt, he had one female fan mobbing him for physical contact, which he handled with compassion before she was discouraged from her persistence by some other dancers.

I studied Kazu’s methodology for performance closely, and that taught me much about the fine art of DJ-ing. Currently based in Spain, with representation by numerous record labels, including Theory, CLR and Sketch, the Japan-born artist has enjoyed global popularity for the last decade. He offers solid bass line anchors with good, sturdy steel cable connections to the higher frequencies. The narratives were woven outwards and upwards, with both strong winds and subtle gusts furthering the gliding motion. Kazu explored wide spectrums with crisp, syncopated instrument styles, and steered his set with a firm grip.

Out in the smaller Sake room, one dancer caught my attention. He was exploring music, body and space through an ever-changing mind-map of conceptual observations. A compact, muscular man, he was moving some break jive with fluid, jelly-like consistency. With some Loco Dice entering the mix, the relaxed, gentle acoustic environment that Vone was creating continued to flow nicely. The set put down previously by Alam was also excellent, providing balanced alternative to the more hectic adventures underway in the main club space.

Back in the Kimono room Kazu was drawing a close to his set with music that got my feet and heart kicking in. I wanted to believe that a vision could be so light. With characteristic proficiency he laid out a clear gift. It was easy to just take it.

A quick stop gave opportunity for applause, and this also captured my anticipation for the next set from Simon Slieker Through eyes as healthy and clear as a tiger he scans his music delivery interface. Simon does more than produce quality dance music; he attempts to transform us with his vibes. Approaching his set with mindful determination, he keeps his eye on the crowd. It occasionally waned a little, but only briefly. A chap caught my eye: “This is funken soul, man!”

Dave Pham and Dave Rankin closed the evening and I enjoy Pham every time, with his recognizable but varied beats that cuddle, counsel and then lift the remaining energy in the club. Rankin’s input was too progressive for me, but according to some other character, having snuck some comments on my notepaper, Rankin “…landed the mother ship. Stab me!”

I won’t be pulling a knife on anybody, neither literally nor metaphorically – well, not for this gig.