The night started off surprisingly low-key. The red, smoky dancefloor of Roxanne Parlour resembled more of a small empty warehouse than nightclub close to 12pm. This was all the more alarming considering the main act, Henrik Schwarz, was on at 1am.

Lewie Day did well in satisfying the preliminary deep/tech-house hunger of the crowd, and people were undeniably pumped to see the main act come on. Slowly but surely, the club filled, and by the time Mr Schwarz hit the decks (20 minutes late!), absolutely everyone had switched their attention to the front.

The man himself was playing live from his Mac Book Pro, and often cranked his synthesiser with pure passion. He unleashed his funky sounds after an extended, atmospheric prologue, and did not stop hitting the right beats the whole way through. He seemed to enjoy the music as much as the rest of us, which helped lift the mood dramatically.

It was a very intimate affair, as the club wasn’t exactly oversized, and with the large numbers, people were squashed in together to enjoy the ride. When he pulled out crowd-pleasers like his B-Side remix of Dancing Machine, a feeling of togetherness swept the club, as the punters celebrated as one.

Where Schwarz excelled was sustaining the release. His build-ups were a drawn out affair that bottled up the energy in the crowd for minutes at a time. But when he dropped the beat, the atmosphere instantly became electric. You could not stop people from jumping up and down, or just closing their eyes and going into their own zone.

His beats were jazz inspired at its core, but were rich with deep house. The tone was a mix of the emotional and ambient, the funky with the soulful, and the truly amazing. Going overtime at the end, he pulled out one of his signature tracks; his remix of Walk a Mile in my Shoes, and caused the whole crowd to just go wild.

By the end of it, the crowd was definitely pleased. At certain stages throughout the night, if you looked around carefully, you could see people in absolute rapture over the skills of the modest German. People would put their face in their hands and try to hold back the tears of joy.

But after seeing Mr Schwarz pull out nothing but the right tunes and twiddle the knobs like a true artist, you can’t blame people if they were crying. Top show.