I've been to some peculiar venues in my time but a workgroup where you are taught how to clap in time/rhythm with a crowd, to music, THAT has to claim some sort of prize.
Those Brighton Bum Boffins seem to have every angle covered!
Still, it was all good fun and I now feel confident in my ability to applaud any band in a way that, in all likelyhood, would freak them out.
And it's not as easy as it sounds.
In fact, a fair few of the attendees couldn't manage it at all, opting to sit there scratching their respective (but, I suspect, not respected) crotches instead.
Zeus's willy, I love Brighton!