Razorlight @ Meadowbank Stadium

While they may seem like strange bedfellows at first glance, Editors (3/5) - as with tonight's headliners Razorlight - furthered their credentials as stadium-rock stalwarts with a bigger, more expansive sounding second album. And it's from An End Has A Start that most of the Oxford quartet's solid, if unspectacular set is culled. They may have been hoping that this switch in emphasis to all things bigger might finally quieten the naysayers who see them as mere Joy Division wannabes, but there's no escaping the fact that when frontman Tom Smith is throwing those awkward looking shapes on-stage, it seems as if he is following some Learn To Dance With Ian Curtis instruction DVD running in his head. Maybe Tom should take a leaf out of Johnny Borrell's book, as he appears to have been born for stages like this; it gives him plenty of room to perform his strutting peacock-early 80s-Mick Jagger impression. However, unlike other indie bands that mumble their "if anyone else likes it, it's a bonus" type shtick, Razorlight (4/5) never made any bones about craving the success that anthems such as America have provided. And, any cynicism about such calculated careering aside, if big outdoor events like the one at Meadowbank today are all about entertainment value and the collective experience of the big sing-along, then Razorlight don't disappoint, with the aforementioned America, along with Golden Touch, and the set-closing piano stomp of Somewhere Else, eliciting the precise response they're supposed to from a crowd warmed-up and fuzzed-up on a long day of sunshine and lager. [Barry Jackson]