A somewhat abysmal crowd has turned out tonight for Glasgow acid house rock 'n roll legends, Primal Scream. Whether it was because of a stinking hot Monday night, the high ticket price or perhaps the typical Brisbane mentality of not supporting music unless it is DJ based or the latest bogan-core offering is unknown. Still, the predominately older crowd here tonight are definitely filled with anticipation for the group.

The above is maybe perhaps why the relatively unpublicised support The Delta Riggs don't sit too well with tonight's audience, as the group try hard to win the acclaim they think they deserve. Whilst the music on offer is appropriate, with tracks such as 'Money', it just all feels a little tacky and at least the average age of the members too late. if not more so.

Guitar techs swing around the stage looking like life or death is on the line, like a stadium rock whirlwind is about to blow down the stage. Then, the lights dim and Primal Scream emerge... Things just don't sit right with the dated sounding and appropriately titled '2012' kicking off the set and then this aura that the band may not have aged well in the cut-throat muscial world, especially considering the crowd size worries the idea of Spinal Tap might be imitating the group's art.

Fortunately things pick up with 'Swastika Eyes' with Bobby Gillespie being typical frontman even throwing out some topical nazi type salutes, even though the sound and the lighting still seem off, but fortunately corrected by the anthem-like retro-pop of 'Movin' On Up' takes over and the blinding light show scours the eyes of the audience and is simply nailed. The song is oddly followed by the 13th Floor Elevators 'Slip Inside This House' which is still scratching heads over its authenticity.

A dedication to The Saints follows with 'Accelerator' which flows nicely into 'Damaged' which sees the audience singing the slang and even Bobby pulling his shirt down slightly, pointing to his heart and then pointing to the older woman in front of me (A story which will no doubt be repeated by the water cooler for years to come…) then we are treated to some new tracks 'Relativity' which works and sits strangely in there with the Primal discography, however 'It's Alright, That's Ok' doesn't and just sounds perhaps a bit too dated and lyrically bland as indicated by the title.

'Shoot Speed/Kill Light' is rawk and the group show perhaps the most enthusiasm of the night which is something to take issue with, as the members show visible dismay with the low attendance which is some degree understandable considering the group's past and it is not until the encore that we really see the band with 'Loaded' needing no explanation as to its strength, then tag-teaming in 'Jailbird' and the epic closer of U.K. inspired swagger with 'Rocks' which sees the group periodically abandon the stage to a sea of looped noise and really the element of bassist (also day job bassist to My Bloody Valentine) Debbie Googe who was simply charming all night and played off guitarist Andrew Innes like bread and butter.

Tonight was far from perfect, with a number of issues raining on the parade. For an $80 plus ticket the spectacle seemed lacking - in particular amongst Primal Scream territory. This in combination with the band's dismay, low attendance and frequent sound issues, it all seemed to ruin the rock n' roll image a tad. Still, it was very much a rock 'n roll show nailed down to the point of parody, with guitars flying around, on par "come on's" and bass drum timed claps, then the Rolling Stones, and even though it has been done to death, who can complain about that?