Rare is the opportunity to linger unsheltered beneath Glasgow skies without either shivering or getting drookit.

Rarer still is the chance to experience what our continental cousins take for granted while feasting on a sublime piece of filmmaking with a live soundtrack by Glasgow's masters of mood and menace, 
Mogwai.

But here in the balmy if breezy gloaming, a 2000-strong melange of art types, Mogwai disciples and sundry hipsters have gathered in a makeshift open-air space wedged between the Kingston Bridge and shiny office blocks.

While helicopters periodically strafe the heavens, the seated members of Mogwai weave their magic as the screen above shows Douglas Gordon and Phillippe Pareno's beguiling study of one of football's greats.

Any assessment predicated on separating the music from the absorbing images it accompanies would be futile, so interdependent 
are they.

The result is that at no point does this feel like a conventional concert, at least not until the film concludes and the group reappear for a blast through Helicon 1, How To Be A Werewolf and Glasgow Mega-Snake, the heat of which asks questions the PA is ill-equipped to answer.

There's an irony in the fact those in attendance are missing the penultimate episode in the Mogwai-soundtracked French TV series The Returned.

That skulking, entropic music is prefigured in Zidane, its palette honed further in The Singing Mountain, a sound installation written for Gordon and Olaf Nicolai's Monument For A Forgotten Future.

And for one night in Glasgow, the ambition and fidelity to the artistic purpose that run through all three is brought to life by the banks of the Clyde. Extraordinary.

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