The Jurors - Barfly @ Glasgow

Resurrected from the ashes of the Deltas, the Jurors' first gig finds them expanding on their indie-rock sound. Dressed in dogtags and Led Zeppelin t-shirts, with a psychotic shaven headed drummer, the band's unassuming mien masks a seething core of molten rock and roll. Slightly wiggy, with a few psychedelic twiddles, their unabashed rock attack is softened by the far-horizon grandeur of their ambitions. Like Rush, they combine tangles of sharp-splintered guitar with brick walls of bass, melody with carefully reigned in dissonance. Hard-wired with a seemingly effortless musicianship and held together by a drummer who insists we show don't show our pictures of him to BUPA, The Jurors are a band whose intensity is building like a hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico, soon to strike our shores. [Nick Q]