One of the first gigs I ever reviewed for this illustrious musical website was a música gig. A small affair at a now-forgotten Kings Cross club that was defined by three things: awesome music, a discerning crowd and top-notch production. Almost four years on, the only thing that has changed is the scale: música is still defined by those three things, but the dial has been resoundingly turned up.

The música crew have this year discovered The Forum, and perhaps have best demonstrated just how awesome this venue is for a long night of clubbing goodness. The decidedly adult-friendly clubbing hours of 6pm to 2am ensured the crowd was welcomely mature.

So it was with requisite anticipation we strolled into the Forum just after 8pm. Behind the decks was a smiling Satoshie Tomiie, clearly in warm-up mode, delivering some rolling grooves to a sparse dancefloor. There were some tribal moments accompanied by his unique subdued salsa cum flamenco dance moves behind the decks – delicate hip thrusts with arms aloft. His set was like going on a train journey through a long, dark tunnel: it is comfortable, you know you are going somewhere interesting, but there is nothing particularly interesting to look at along the way. While it was not particularly memorable, as a warm-up DJ it doesn’t really get much better.

Then the train came out of the tunnel. With Guy J stepping up, some light started shining through the music as his unmistakeably progressive sensibility started adding some warmth and subtlety to the proceedings. The basslines became more intense, the pads more prominent, and inevitably, the dancefloor responded. Guy J reminded everyone that progressive house is still capable of being utterly awesome, filled with spine-tingling intensity and gut-rumbling bass. With confidence he built the momentum to melodic climax finishing on his stellar track Lamur and leaving everyone ready for more.

Then the train became a rollercoaster. King Unique. Fuck. This guy was epic. Seriously. For almost two hours he transfixed the musica crowd with what can only be described as remarkable electronic noise. He traversed his way across prog, techno, tech, and straight-up acid all the while manically throwing his head around like an angry child.

Squelching acid lines melted into progressive pads, and his set seemed to completely disregard conventional structure – the breakdowns were never where you expected and the BPM took wild twists and turns that defied logic but somehow it all just worked.

His set reached a triumphant climax with King Unique thrusting what looked to be a toilet brush in the air, before ceremoniously handing it over to Marc Marzenit for the next set. And while Marzenit dished out some quality techno-inspired prog, he couldn’t quite capture the intensity of his predecessor.

The one thing missing from the night? Seats! With the upstairs level of the Forum closed, there was nowhere to park the feet for a while and take a break from the relentless energy. This meant constant trips outside just to take a load off.

A minor quibble, but when you provide music that good, you should expect weariness to follow. So, if you have not yet understood the underlying theme of this review, música was, and is, completely awesome. Epic night perfectly executed by all involved.