This is Music @ Henry's Cellar Bar, 27 Sep

Resembling one of those U-shaped graphs from high school maths, tonight's showcase of new Scottish music starts on a high, sags in the middle, before climbing back up towards the end. First up to test the structural dynamics of Henry's worryingly low-slung ceiling is Y'All is Fantasy Island, whose folksy debut LP recieved unanimous local acclaim in the summer. With Fenders firmly plugged in, YIFI show off not just their versatility, but a genuine, firmly-channelled talent, especially in the dynamic interplay between rhythm and lead guitars. Their set teeters on the edge of angry abandon until last song Culdra, during which singer Adam shoves it over the precipice, tossing his guitar onto the floor and conjuring a wail of feedback that leaves onlookers awe-struck as the band walk off stage in a daze.

Next band Prose draw a sizeable (relatively speaking) crowd of friends and fans for their first gig in many a month. Despite the hiatus, they sound tight and together. Perhaps too much so, because behind the intricate, crisp guitar-play there isn't any meat on the musical bones. An erratic burst of reverb midway does little to alleviate the unremarkable same-ness of their songs. Third band Chocyamo try to raise the standard with their brand of choppy, quiet-loud post-rock. At their best, they come close to At the Drive-In, but too often they lapse into the realm of poorly-sung girl-boy vocal duos.

So it's left to V for Victory to redeem the night. Looking the most like an NME fad band in their drainpipe jeans and neckties, they certainly sound edgier than the last two. Playing straight-up indie with an organ twist, the lads lighten the mood when singer/guitarist Fraser spends five minutes trying (and failing) to detune his instrument after one song, causing much inter-band cajolery. Although the near-incessant electric piano is played well, it sounds a bit 'ham' after a while, so when it's toned down on Little Victories, they have their best song of the night. The quality meter may have curved back up then, but this night belonged to one band alone. [Nick Mitchell]