The venue was decked out with balloons and the walls plastered with animal masks, adding a colourful element to the cosy albeit pitch dark room.

Up first was BooHooHoo, and it had been a whole 2 years since we were graced with their presence, the last time being at Stereo as part of the LNFG 1st Birthday Bash event. We’ve been in love with them since their debut EP was unleashed upon the world back in 2016, and we were dying to see them in action again.

Liz was her usual smiley, bubbly self, armed with excellent vocals and, as is her wont, she twice whipped out and stylishly showed her chops on the flute. Rich was great in his mixture of roles, Charlotte – who we had seen just a couple of nights prior alongside Apache Darling – was fabulous and expressive as always, and lastly was Shaun who was top notch on the kit.

Together, the quartet were quite active and animated, despite the limited space capacity on the totsy stage. We got a line of fancy shmancy new material that was delightfully melodic and hooking, showcasing their dazzling electronic pop sound dripping with essences of disco; the closing number stood out especially in that regard; and they busted out classics like Now Is The Season, the awesome Dreams Tonight and the snappy Fire, plus their tight cover of Easy Lover went down a storm.

Although they claimed to be “schtiff” due to their sobriety, we thought that they aced it with a high quality performance that was consistently energised and on the go, and it surely earned them a handful of new fans in the process.

BooHooHoo are, in our mind, right up there in the upper echelons in terms of Glasgow’s finest live acts, and we are so looking forward to what they have in store for us in the near future. Whatever it’ll be, we will be more or less guaranteed to like it.

Now it was our chance to catch Scottish underground pop icons Bis on stage for what would be the last of a 3 show weekender within the city. Given that fact, would that have any effect at all? Would there be any rust or fatigue? The short answer: nope. The long answer?

Well, they entered to the sound of raucous cheers and applause – a heroes’ welcome, if you like – and fired out with selections from Slight Disconnects, including all our personal favourites Sound Of A Heartbreak, Dracula and No Point, which got the sold out ocean of people in a buzz, before they dug into a treasure trove of vintage material that was a fruitful treat for the hardcore fans.

There was not a single dull song, every individual one being bare minimum electrifying, with the most passionate reactions sparked by the likes of Kandy, Tell It To The Kids and Monstarr, each chocked with amazingly bouncy rhythms and insanely catchy choruses.

The lovely Manda displayed a tonne of youthful glee and her harmonies were fantastic, while John and Steve to her right were leaping around merrily as they dished out some sweet riffs alongside their own solid, enthusiastic vocals. Any knackering pains from the previous gigs were not immediately apparent. Shortness of breath in spots, sure, but they were running off such a blood-pumping adrenaline that rubbed on the people.

It was as if we were transported back to the 1990’s, when the trio were in their prime and this all seemed to be a mirror image of what their shows would have been like: hysterical folk in a hot and sweaty cramped space, going wildly ballistic and having the time of their lives, while ourselves would be sat at home, simultaneously hearing those same three voices blare out the telly during the credits of our beloved childhood programme, The Powerpuff Girls.

We talk about their prime, but honestly, even though they were obviously not as young, they still gave it everything and it felt like we were witnessing them at their A-game. And on that note, the elder attendees surrounding us were mental, way more than us young’uns could have ever been – on a Sunday night, no less! – and it was a bloody brilliant sight. We can only hope to be that cool when we reach that age.

Closing out with the landmark Eurodisco and The Big Sunshine, and exiting with as much open appreciation from the audience as they began, it was a phenomenal, literally breath-taking party from start to finish that we were grateful to be front row for.

It may not be their mainstream heyday, but given the crazy atmosphere that enveloped The Hug & Pint on this night, it sure as hell felt like it. There was no negativity or bitterness involved, just three musicians doing what they do best – providing entertainment on a wonderful scale.