Fatboy Slim / Carl Cox / Tayo: Brighton The Concorde 2

Zoe Ball dances like a demon to her husband's block-rockin' set...

The second part of the Boutique’s fifth birthday salvo – the third if you count that

Chemical Brothers / Stevie Wonder soundclash at Fabric – this intimate bash has a Sussex-favouring DJ line-up to put most clubs to shame. While Midfield General and X-Press 2 might have slayed everyone a fortnight ago, tonight fast-rising breaks DJ Tayo and local lads Carl Cox and Fatboy Slim (you just might have heard of them…) headed the alcohol-induced shenanigans, aided and abetted by Brighton’s Bust The Box collective in the backroom. At one end we were treated to classic cuts from Prince, Shalamar and the Catskills crew – at the other, the sound was slightly more traumatic. Only in a good way, obviously.

Carl Cox came on first, dropping fierce tech-house bombs alongside more traditional favourites like of Hatiras’ ‘Space Invader’, a song that’s still chomping in clubs across the country. With the club denizens suitably excited, it only took a brief glimpse of Norman‘s Playboy shirt to make the throng shriek in delight. Cartoon breaks are a thing of the past, it seems. In true party mode and mood – that LA grin is as Cheshire cat wide as ever – the new Norman has been hanging out with Danny T in Miami. Possibly. Tonight, he eschews the hits in favour of a more Tenaglia-style set – Ultra Flava and Ce Ce Peniston aside, this was Space terrace material, and boy did it work. Opening with Stevie Wonder‘s ‘Happy Birthday’, Norm reminded us that his sense of occasion is still impeccable, constantly dropping that ‘Star 69’ acapella to the clubber’s constant delight.

Magic moments, then? Too many to mention. Coxy wearing a towel round his head was one, an admission of that ever-sweating forehead as the two DJs duetted

in the final hour. Zoe Ball danced like a demon, and Norman did his best to leave early, a dawn flight to Palm Springs at the back of his mind. He didn’t, of course. Mission accomplished, over and out.

Ralph Moore