They have graced Glastonbury and evening haunts of London.

But a headline slot at a former rifle club is probably not what Huddersfield’s Maia, or indeed any other musician ever expected to find on their calendar.

Yet the perhaps at first unassuming venue in North Leeds’ Burley in Wharfedale was turned on its head by the eccentric quartet through their a firebrand set of arresting psychedelic folk.

It was a fairly laid back if bizarre set up for the band, who rolled into the venue with only a stage full of bingo prizes from the weekend’s event to tend to.

A few stage lights and instruments later, it was a bona fide music hub, soon bustling thanks to the good crowd that had made the train journey from all over the region to see the talented group perform a relatively close to home gig.

It was new song Dancing in the Rain that opened the set and immediately drew the audience’s attention to the band’s bold new sound.

Part of their upcoming still untitled album, due for release at the end of this year or early next, its pulsing dance rhythms and dark, edgy instrumental layering showcased the band’s welcoming of new sounds that paired seamlessly with their own brand of psychedelic folk tones.

Another new but as yet unnamed song followed soon after with abundant dark disco synths.

The sound seemed to add another layer of intrigue to Tom’s wonderfully vivid and at times conceptual lyrics and bounced well off the mélange of other stringed and percussive instruments being played throughout.

Seeing all the many instruments continuing to be used by them to push the barriers on their sound is one of the most captivating aspects of their sets, which burst with musical dexterity and a freshness that makes them hard to compare with any other band.

Old classic Dear iO continued to be one of my favourites due to its simple yet haunting melodies that intensify the poignancy of its lyrics about a tiny and beleaguered moon of Jupiter.

Foot stomper Windmill– their hoe down number–still had the bouncing energy it first had when it appeared on their first eponymous titled album in 2010.

It was Pigs In from the same record that formed the perfect encore– a brilliant five minute piece that took listeners from dreamy banjo sounds to thumping beats, fiery melodica and impressive jazz trumpet that sounds better each time its played.

If their set is anything to go by, their new album should give them the recognition they have deserved since their early days.