You can call Grapevine cynical, but when we hear such terms brandished we like to investigate with our own eyes and ears to ascertain whether you should believe the hype or merely consider it the latest overindulgence of the aforementioned music mecca.

So having dusted down our glowsticks, smiley faces and day-glo sweatbands, Grapevine recruited its most ancient friend — a man who relies on his piercing blue eyes to blind people from his grey hairs and wrinkles.

As Grapevine’s accomplice was actually old enough to remember rave the first time round it was decided that the likes of Baby D and Guru Josh would be the marker with which “new rave” would have to compete.

Having endured Datarock and their red boiler suits, and trust me it was a real test of Grapevine’s powers, Klaxons arrived on stage to the sound of sirens as they opened with a classy cover of Kick Like a Mule’s 1992 oddity The Bouncer, based around the security man’s mantra “If your name’s not down, you’re not coming in” repeated over and over.

It sent the largely teeny bop audience into raptures, all approximately four feet tall blowing whistles, again and again. Immediately you get a sense that “new rave” has captured the imagination as the youngsters shake their glowsticks like maracas.

A glimpse out of the corner of the eye and Grapevine’s old school raver has gone, swept away on a manic wave of dancing that seems certain to see him reaching for the Tiger Balm the following morning.

However, as the set progresses, the atmosphere cools and you start to wonder where the term “new rave” reared its head. This alleged revolution seems to be based more on the colour of Klaxons’ clobber than their not so beat heavy tunes.

This is still an exceptional set and to be completely honest Klaxons simply don’t need the tag, they stand alone as the latest exciting addition to UK music and they’ve done so in an impressively short number of months.

As you stand amongst a mass of yellow, lime green, blue, orange, pink and violet — all swirled above heads it’s easy to see why they’ve attracted such a dedicated fanbase as well as why the music media are desperately championing them.

It’s just that this isn’t some extraordinary take on rave culture, rave with guitars is a fantastic concept but, as yet, Klaxons lack the music to really back it up.

Instead they show immense promise and bring something different to an overcrowded indie market. Perhaps age will see Klaxons coax a truly “new rave” moment from themselves, but for now just let them be Klaxons and enjoy the immense fun that brings to a gig.

Watch as they transform the mosh pit to the dancefloor and yes you can get down, but party like it’s 2006 not 1992. And if you can remember rave the first time round take the advice of Grapevine’s golden oldie and be sure to warm up before trying to relive your lost youth.

Klaxons release their latest single, Magick, on October 30.

With three super-selling, radio friendly singles the crowd are instantly propelled into rapturous moshing action with the opening blast of stomping epic Back Again.

It’s a thrilling start, which is followed by a series of decent album tracks. At times there’s a lull in proceedings but Boy Kill Boy’s fast beats reach a crescendo with the tacky though undeniably catchy synths of the urgent Six Minutes.

It’s undeniable that certain aspects of their style are second hand, but the group’s own talent and in particular lead singer Chris Peck’s mastery of a tune and management of the crowd shines through.

With a fistful of songs crafted chiefly for the dance floor Boy Kill Boy have clearly been working hard to get where they are.

Their set runs over an hour and with just one album to their name it’s testament to the number of tunes they have built up over the years.

Arguably their set verges on going on a fraction too long, but as interest looks like waning they have the songs to elevate the crowd and raise the temperature with the hook-laden Suzie — a highlight and fitting end to the show.

Get your tickets for Fat Sams in December and enjoy one of the better shows to come to town this year.

But lead singer Tracyanne Campbell doesn’t hold that against the city. In fact, she still loves the place.

Speaking to Grapevine from the far more glamorous sounding surroundings of Oslo, where she’s looking out on a glorious autumnal day, Tracyanne possesses a poised, thoughtful demeanour.

However, her sometime gloomy Glasgow accent lifts momentarily when she talks of her pending return to Dundee’s Reading Rooms tomorrow night as part of a six-date tour of the UK.

“I really like Dundee,” she says. “I haven’t had the chance to visit too often, but I’ve always thought of it as a cool little city.”

Despite such a bad Dundee experience Camera Obscura deserve a turn in the City of Discovery and there are plenty of reasons for more music fans to catch this latest visit.

With their gorgeous back catalogue of delicate little ditties for sensitive people they can play soul, folk, country and pop within a single album or song.

Latest album Let’s Get Out of This Country, which was released in June, adds to their eight year mass of music as the perfect daydreaming album.

Recorded in Stockholm with acclaimed Scandinavian pop producer Jari Haapalainen, it marked a change from the band’s usual DIY approach in Glasgow.

The result has kindled an added enthusiasm and zest in Tracyanne, who believes they’ve accomplished a very different sounding album.

“It’s mainly us playing live and getting a good take with as few overdubs as possible,” she says.

“But then again, Jari’s production makes it sound so much better than just six people playing in a room.

“It’s an exciting time for us, I think we've grown.”

Tomorrow nights gig will also offer Dundee music fans the chance to celebrate the life of the late, great John Peel, with October 12 marking the second anniversary of his death and celebrating his love of music with John Peel Day.

It’s a fact not lost on Tracyanne, with Peel one of the earliest champions of the band, playing a vital part in the band’s early years.

He frequently spun their tunes, invited them to his house to record session tracks and gave them a perennial place on his acclaimed festive 50.

Camera Obscura visit the Reading Rooms tomorrow night. Doors open at 8pm with support from Swedish band The Tiny.