Most Great Escape stages are littered with guitars, synths, amps and drum kits in various combinations.

But Serefina Steer’s show opening proceedings at Club Uncut on the second night must have been the only show in the whole event to have a massive harp front and centre.

With Steer’s unconventional approach to music, this was only the tip of the iceberg.

The percussive harp strings backed her best songs, although she occasionally shifted to a tiny synthesiser or guitar accompanied by bassist Ben.

The one constant was her unique vocal style – hugely expressive, half-sung, half-spoken and flying up and down a wide range as she forced words where they occasionally wouldn’t go in the verses before launching into singalong almost nursery rhyme choruses.

Similarly her subject matter ranged from tales of sexual jealousy to alien abduction, with wickedly insightful lines about dysfunctional human relationships such as, “You hate my friends / you fantasise about them as well” and “he wants to play nurses / I want to play war”.

Her connection to the audience was established by a few similarly quirky monologues, drawing on her love of Jonathan Meades to encouraging an audience member on stage to play tambourine.

Steer is certainly destined for a cult following – I doubt even she knows where her musical journey will take her.