Playing the second of two nights in Glasgow’s most famous music venue, My Bloody Valentine are not so much a band to silence their critics but to deafen them instead. You can usually tell that you’re not attending a normal gig when the bars and merchandise stall give out free noise reducing ear-plugs. [...]

My girlfriend hates Radiohead. She thinks that Thom Yorke sounds like he’s being tortured, and that their songs are depressing. She’s wrong, obviously, because I came away from Glasgow Green on Friday night elated at having just seen the best (and most carbon-neutral, apparently) band in the world put in a performance that it almost made up for the fact that it was chucking it down, and that I had just paid £3.30 for a paper cup of Carling. [...]

Two million single downloads or not, a new Coldplay album is always a worrying prospect. Anyone who came of age to the plaintive thrum of ‘Yellow’ and ‘Don’t Panic’ nurtures a pained mistrust for the more recent stuff, signalling as it does a leap to the mainstream and subsequent loss of indigenous indie quality. [...]

Once a year the Scottish music fan gets an insight into how Homer Simpson would feel if he found the keys to a donut factory when Go North gathers some of the best (inter)national talent around. [...]

ABC2 was obviously booked for Glasvegas before their Jools Holland performance, NME front cover and Columbia swept them upwards. Ticket prices shot up on ebay to £25 to £35 but everyone knows it’s going to be the last time they’re likely to see their hometown band play a small venue in their hometown. [...]

Whether it’s a preference for Aberfeldy over Arab Strap, Rab C Nesbitt over Robert Louis Stevenson or queuing for Kashmir sweaters instead of Cash Converters, there is little doubt that the marked contrast between Glasgow and Edinburgh belies their relative proximity. [...]

I missed the football for this. While Holland strode to a surprise win over the Italians, City Seemed Eager took the stage for a surprising set. Complete with a new guitarist, they were on fantastic form. [...]

It was set to be an interesting night, with an odd juxtaposition of stylistically different bands all previewing new material and bringing their own brand of Rock and pop sensibilities to the table. [...]

It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen either of these bands play live so I wasn’t going to miss this one for anything. The venue, a compact, cool basement in Glasgow’s Queen Street, seems the perfect venue for tonight’s show, a fairly low-key but well attended gig by two of Scotland’s best kept pop secrets. [...]

Standing watching the Sea Kings’ Glasgow gig at the King Tut’s Wah Wah Hut on Saturday 17th May 2008, I remembered that music would not save the world, particularly not from climate change. I felt cheated, not by Live Earth or Bob Geldof, but by music. [...]