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Rating: 5 out of 5.

LIVE REVIEW | MAX COOPER | BASINGSTOKE ANVIL | 14th May 2026 by Kevin O’Sullivan

Some electronic gigs blur into each other after a while. Same lights, same drops, same crowd waiting for the next bass hit. Max Cooper does something completely different.

At Basingstoke Anvil on 14 May, his immersive 3D/AV live show felt less like a concert and more like stepping inside somebody’s imagination for 2 hours. The whole auditorium was swallowed by light and moving visuals, huge cinematics stretched wall to wall, geometric patterns folded into abstract landscapes, and at points it honestly felt like the room itself was shifting shape.

Cooper’s background gets mentioned a lot because it still feels unusual in electronic music. Before fully moving into production, he completed a PhD in computational biology, and that fascination with science, systems and human behaviour runs through nearly everything he makes. He has spoken before about wanting his work to sit somewhere between music, science and art, and live, that idea suddenly makes complete sense.

The visuals weren’t there just to decorate the set. They were part of it. Every pulse of light, every fractured image and every expanding digital landscape moved with the music like one giant organism. At times the show felt cold and futuristic, then suddenly warm and strangely emotional a few minutes later.

Musically, Cooper moved between heavy techno, ambient passages and slower cinematic moments without ever really breaking the atmosphere. There’s a lot going on in his music if you listen closely. Themes around consciousness, nature, patterns and human connection all sit underneath the surface, even when the bass is shaking the floor.

The sold out Royal Albert Hall show earlier this year got a lot of attention for exactly this sort of thing, with people talking as much about the visuals as the music itself. Seeing the production inside The Anvil made it easy to understand why. Different room, same sense of total immersion.

What stood out most though was how locked in the audience seemed. Hardly any talking, barely anyone leaving for drinks, everyone just staring forward trying to take it all in. In a time where live shows can sometimes feel built more for phones than actual experience, this felt refreshingly absorbing.

By the end, The Anvil didn’t really feel like a theatre anymore. Just darkness, light, sound and a room full of people completely inside it.