I approached last night's gig with much trepidation; the idea of The Polyphonic Spree could either have been very good or absolutely terrible. Before going onto them I have to describe the first band we saw.

Mull Historical Society, a Scottish band, were really happy and chirpy. Even though the lead singer's mike was plagued by feedback problems for the first couple of songs, he just carried on with the keyboardists mike and made light of the roadies running about the stage. They put on a very happy, rocky, almost 80s sounding set which left me feeling uplifted and happy that I went to the gig regardless of how The Polyphonic Spree were.

A bit of a break later while more setup was going on The Polyphonic Spree came onto the stage. If you don't know anything about the band, just imagine twenty five Texans in robes singing, jumping, playing instruments, and just being infectiously happy. Every song was just a glorious multi-layered mix of Pink Floyd, the Flaming Lips, and a gospel choir. Backed by vidoes of some of their bigger gigs, the dream sequence from the Big Lebowski, and Disney's Robin Hood they weren't so much a band as an experience. And as if all that wasn't enough to sate, they did an encore in their spiffing Glastonbury red robes, finishing with some beautiful harping to make us sleepy. Wonderful.