Sunday 05/08/07 Hey You, Get Off My Pavement @ King's Court, Glasgow

Mere seconds after entering the courtyard there's two things that have put a dampner on this year's Hey You, Get Off My Pavement. One: It's pissing down with rain (and will continue to do so all day) and two: there's a big sign saying that Part Chimp have cancelled. But with that bad news out of the way, there's one rather exciting revelation - today's "very special guests" are a little band you may know who go by the name of Franz Ferdinand. So with that to look forward to - not to mention a line-up of fantastic alternative talent from round Glasgow way - things look a little brighter, even though the sun doesn't bother the clouds at all.

First up is singer/songwriter John B McKenna. Unfortunately not many audience members are ready to brave the rain quite yet so the crowd in front of the stage isn't huge. But McKenna's bittersweet acoustic songs - dealing with love, anatomy, madness and tequila among other things - and his slightly nervous banter are a good opener for the show. In fact it's a real shame more people weren't there to see him start off. From melancholy to Chemikal Underground signings Mother and the Addicts, who by rights should get everybody dancing. They play an excellent set despite the threat of a lone wasp flying around the stage, previewing a good few tracks from their new album Science Fiction Illustrated - which are truly designed for the dancefloors - and seeming to quite enjoy themselves with older tracks like 'Oh Yeah, You Look Quite Nice'.

Next to take the stage are The One Ensemble, who hold the dubious honour of being the only band today to use a Kazoo on stage. That, however, is the low point of their musicianship and the band performs lush, experimental folk. However, the reaction is somewhat subdued with the crowd maybe just feeling a little too damp to really appreciate this kind of plodding around at the moment. Dananananaykroyd, aside from having the most challenging name ever invented for writing down, have some bloody fun music. Their set is the right kind of pick-me-up for the mid-afternoon slump. Good guitar lines, flailing onstage antics and shouty singing has the crowd, finally, cramming up to the front. The Twilight Sad achieve the seemingly impossible - they make the rain stop. Just for a few minutes, but it makes their sweeping melodies sound all the sweeter. Picking up tricks from Aereogramme (who they toured with in the US) the band has much use for the pretty/loud dynamic and end their set with a blast of glorious noise.