Star rating: **** Spirits were high (and flowing) when wee Glasgow songstress Amy Macdonald took the stage and shyly asked the howling revellers if they minded about the rain. Whatever response they made was lost in the cacophony of cheering as she strummed confidently into the opening bars of This is the Life and her full, husky alto launched into the title track from her album. All tentativeness was gone as she belted out her folksy, poppy hits Mr Rock and Roll and L.A. to the damp, drunken and delirious crowd. Macdonald's performance went from concert to singalong when she branched out into cover territory, giving The Killers' Mr Brightside a brazen, troubadour-ish turn, her voice reminiscent of a blender-full of Linda Perry, Grace Slick, Natalie Merchant and a fireside balladeer. Macdonald announced the release of her next single, Run, before smoothly transitioning into that down-tempo, rhythmic lay and ended her set with a high note and a lot of new fans.

Star rating: ****

Spirits were high (and flowing) when wee Glasgow songstress Amy Macdonald took the stage and shyly asked the howling revellers if they minded about the rain. Whatever response they made was lost in the cacophony of cheering as she strummed confidently into the opening bars of This is the Life and her full, husky alto launched into the title track from her album. All tentativeness was gone as she belted out her folksy, poppy hits Mr Rock and Roll and L.A. to the damp, drunken and delirious crowd. Macdonald's performance went from concert to singalong when she branched out into cover territory, giving The Killers' Mr Brightside a brazen, troubadour-ish turn, her voice reminiscent of a blender-full of Linda Perry, Grace Slick, Natalie Merchant and a fireside balladeer. Macdonald announced the release of her next single, Run, before smoothly transitioning into that down-tempo, rhythmic lay and ended her set with a high note and a lot of new fans.

Dundee lads The View leaped into action with a hot, rocky kick start, motivating the already lubricated crowd into an appreciative frenzy of hollering and dancing. The set went from screechy, cataclysmic rock to ska-influenced punk-pop, with such songs as The Don, Skag Trendy and Wasted Life. Perhaps forgetting that they had a moshpit full of Glaswegians before them, the boys' heart-thumping rock threatened to push the crowd out of hand, and at one point they had to stop the set for a warning about fighting. However, all was well again as they ripped through the feel-good and friendly Face for the Radio and Dance Into the Night, sounding like a blend of Supergrass and The Rapture. A good night in the end - and a great set.