Any self-respecting gig boasts a breakdancing cowboy dressed hat-to-boot in gold, but when you get three of them you know you're in for a treat.

And this gig wasn't any old treat. The two-hour "evening of electronic entertainment" delivered by Neil Tennant - our ringmaster in top hat and tails - resembled a flamboyant scene from Alice In Wonderland soundtracked by Gary Numan and remixed by Kraftwerk on LSD.

Magnificent male ballerinascumbreakdancers flung themselves about the stage before an everflickering backdrop of multi-coloured visuals, video footage and pyrotechnics.

This was cool camp disco at its peak: you'd never guess they'd had a five-year break from touring.

Tennant and Chris Lowe did a top job of whittling down their vast back catalogue. The mature crowd grew giddy as dancers body-popped to West End Girls, 5,000 people leapt to their feet during It's A Sin, and people who hadn't been born when Opportunities (Let's Make Lots Of Money) was released sang along as if it was the soundtrack to their youth.

They are, as Vince Noir would insist, electro-pop pioneers, and to give them anything less than five stars, well, that would be a sin.