Santogold @ The Liquid Room, 19 Aug

Before they play a note, you just know what Glasgow's Fangs (***) will sound like. Look-at-me hair + New Romantic fashion + luminous make-up + studied nonchalance = filthy, arty electro-punk, with lashings of synth. It would be easy to label them 21st century Blondie wannabes, or singer 'The Queen' a Karen O sound-a-like, but Fangs have got just enough bite to put paid to such cynicism.

Brooklyn-based Santi White - Santogold (****) to us - is another easy target for the cynics, who question whether the former A&R rep is anything more than a carefully marketed, cross-genre musical magpie. Tonight she proves she is much more than even that: she's a consummate performer. Flanked by two identical fem-bot dancers who spontaneously break into movement at choreographed moments, the flat-capped, bling-eared White bounces through You'll Find A Way and L.E.S. Artistes before the capacity crowd can swallow their first drink. The non-singles do sap momentum, so she pulls a few punters up on stage for a dance-off, and rounds off the set with the big, brash, and only slightly annoying Creator. Even if you harbour doubts about the music, you've gotta love her enthusiasm. [Nick Mitchell]