Stapleton

After six or seven months away, it really is good to have Stapleton back. Long kings of the Glasgow music scene, it's still very surprising they're not much bigger.

Having added a new guitarist, Andrew, to their sonic arsenal, the Stapleton sound has been beefed up twofold, and it's great to see that, not even two seconds into 'Chez Chef', the band have got each and every member of the crowd grinning from ear to ear. It's chirpy stuff, mixing Stapleton's unique nous for pop hooks with a real indie battering ram of guitars.

New songs are mixed and matched with old favourites like 'Esplanade', with the band causing a tidal wave of head-nodding throughout the night. Al Paxton's often-understated, warm vocals still sound like he's just got out of bed, while his guitar purrs out the most cosy of notes, suggesting it's just done the same. Bassist Ian Arthur thrashes about like he should be in some sort of post-hardcore band, providing saccharine backing vocals which twist and turn in the most melodic of ways, while the rest of his band remain astutely still. You'd think it could get boring watching Stapleton. You'd be absolutely wrong. It's magical at the best of times, enchanting at the worst. They should be on much bigger stages.

'Party Potential' finishes the set in an ironic fashion; far from being "too polite to spoil the party", it proves that Stapleton are anything but party-poopers.