Factory Floor @ Gorilla, Manchester, 7 December

Factory Floor shows should come with two label warnings: not for the epileptic or weak hearted. The live serving of the debut album by this London-based trio feels like a relentless punch in the face – but in the most enjoyable way. Their tracks could be described as having characteristic traits of a percussion-trifle: generous layers of raw acoustic kicks on the drums courtesy of Gabe Gurnsey are seamlessly interwoven with synthetic clatters on loop.

Nik Colk Void's robotically mutant vocals accompany Turn It Up, a track not advisable to experience while hungover. Insistent cowbells elevate the audience's spirits as their feet subconsciously hammer the ground in sync with the heart-shaking thumping. As much as the studio track keeps you on your feet, this live version, with Gurnsey's unforgiving poundings, charges the atmosphere to bursting point.

Though playing as a collective, each member has their own station to bring to Factory Floor's crisp and unusual sound. Void has a Fender Telecaster slung around her neck that she endeavours to play not with a plectrum, but with implements ranging from drumsticks to violin bows (it's perhaps this kind of ingenuity that attracted DFA Records to release this album). Dominic Butler fiddles with a mixing board responsible for producing artificial zaps, accumulating to closing track, Two Different Ways.

This ten-minute journey ushers the crowd to a state of euphoria, helped along by entrancing and hue-rich visuals. By evening’s end, they are unwilling to stumble their way back to reality. [Edwina Chan]