Radiohead and Beck @ Meadowbank Stadium

It may appear strange that the most eagerly anticipated gig this August is not part of the Fringe. But when you consider that it features two of the most revered acts of the past fifteen years the word "strange" seems, well, strange. Beck takes to the stage chaperoned by a couple of puppets, one bearing an uncanny likeness to the Californian funkster. Latecomers miss a concise yet customarily exuberant set, as Beck reminds us just why his music will never grow old.

To say a Radiohead concert went as expected could be perceived as a bizarre statement, considering they never play the same set twice. However, there are a few common denominators between all of their shows. Class, innovation and boldness are all present and correct as Thom and co plough through a peerless selection of tracks from each of their six albums. Back in the day, the shock of Radiohead going digital rivalled that of Dylan going electric. Ironic, then, that the likes of Idioteque and Everything In Its Right Place are greeted with the same levels of delight as "proper" classics such as Fake Plastic Trees and the normally avoided Creep. An immaculate two hour set, peaking with Paranoid Android and There There, more than justifies the months-long hype. The marriage of their evolving sounds affirm just how many dimensions Radiohead have, whilst reiterating the notion that they are possibly the greatest band, live or studio, of the last decade. [Finbarr Bermingham]