808 State: Town and Country Club, London

THE COMPUTER-DRIVEN orchestral score that is Moby's opening gambit comes as a blessed relief. After two hours of beat-fascism courtesy of the hardcore DJ that you have to be in chemical-orbit to endure the sight of, this decidedly crazy New Yorker bouncing up and down and agitating the crowd is one for sore eyes. He has a well-trained ear for melody as well, so every bump and grind and beat displacement takes on a new meaning.