A melt of brass and perscussion knifes through the balm of a summer's eve, supple-limbed dancers shimmy and twist and pout, conspicuously bared midriffs run sleek with the sweat of a salsa sundowner.

A night in Havana? No indeed, the scene instead is a bar in an alleyway off Patrick Street but with Cork coming over all languid in the early summer swelter, somehow a little salsa seems like just the thing.

Salsa Celtica, for the uninitiated, are an eight-piece ensemble from (of all places) Edinburgh. Some members are of Latin origin, some are Caledonian, and the resulting musical brew is naturally a bubbling concoction of influences and rhythmic traits that effortlessly achieves a fiery potency.

And so we are treated to weepily-strummed South American folk songs, heelstompin' Cuban classics, hip-swaying rhumba workouts, wildly-skirling Scottish reels and even a little gypsy-spun ceili action. The tone is largely upbeat but there are also sad, blue love songs.