“THERE is a new thing, called Electro Pop Swing,” announces Dean Hewitson, manager of the first Electro Swing Night at 60 Million Postcards, and despite the bizarre amalgamations that hit the music scene in short-lived yet trendy waves, it might just be true.

Think scat on 10 packets of skittles and wash it down with a pint of full-fat cola, add one saxophone, one keyboard, three rather hyper chaps in Shoreditch suits and Buddy Holly glasses and one room rammed to the rim full of beat jiving ecstatic people and you might be half way to imagining what a Movits gig is like.

A hard act to follow indeed, but the Correspondents manage it. Energetic doesn’t quite cover it; this front man scarcely drew one breath.

There is something very appealing about this band’s upper school boy charm which becomes irresistible when asked if you are ready for a “Dancey Dancey” – toes begin tapping before the brain’s even got the message to just go crazy, so they did, with wild abandon.

Of course it doesn’t hurt to warm up your audience with a sassy combo of Bournemouth’s best Burlesque dancers – The Fantasy Show Girls – though if it was cheating, there certainly weren’t any complaints.

Rumours abound this won’t be the only night of its kind. For those champing at the bit to bounce into the next big thing, the recommendation is get your skinny jeans on and get stuck in.