The Twilight Sad / Errors @ The Liquid Room, 12 Oct

The final date of a joint tour between Scotland’s foremost post so-and-so combos was always going to be catnip for a certain clientele. In fact, one rather excitable woman spends the duration of those Kilsyth boys' thunderous set chanting James Graham’s oblique lyrics and openly weeping like it’s Shea Stadium, 1965. The rest of us are able to keep our outward emotions in check, but at times we’re on a similar plain.

Errors are first up, fighting some initial sound worries, but soon wriggling comfortably into a tight set that plucks all the right highlights from their brief catalogue so far. Obvious new cuts like Supertribe have the crowd jerking in unison whilst a re-working of Mr. Milk also leaves its mark, all backed by the deft and mesmerising drumming of James Hamilton.

Back to The Twilight Sad then, as at first they also wrangle with some sound worries. No surprise, given the narrow sonic limits their sound surely needs for success. But they get it way right tonight, adding some restraint and texture to the sheer wall-of-noise we are accustomed to. Cold Days from the Birdhouse and She Would Darken the Memory bear this out with exemplary style. It’s a short set too, but only in that the boys have doffed their cap to Errors to give them a hearty ‘support’ slot. The promotional posters humorously billed this as a heavyweight boxing match. In that respect, tonight is an amicable draw. It’s the crowd who win. [Darren Carle]