Where are the goddamn touts when you actually need one? That’s the question I was panicking about as I tried to get into the Errors sold out show last week. Having done a typical ‘me ‘ thing and left finding a ticket right until the last minute, I ended up having to approach a stranger who looked mid-late forties and definitely had a ‘touty’ vibe about him. Turns out he wasn’t a tout at all but actually an Errors fan and incredibly (for me) did have a spare ticket *score*. As my parents said, "never judge a book by its cover."

It was rammed inside with a lot of having to squeeze past some pretty hip looking folk whilst trying to get to the bar. Typically the beer is expensive and although that’s been the trend in venues for some time now it still pisses me off a tad. Luckily I’m just about wise enough not to let that tarnish proceedings.

I pretty much missed Remember Remember in support due to the earlier ticket finding fiasco and only managed to catch the last song. Next time Remember Remember, next time. Anyway they didn’t really need me, the crowd was heaving enough.

Errors took to the stage a little later with a certain assuredness. Their 3rd and most recent album was released this year through Rock Action and is entitled Have Some Faith In Magic. It’s garnered some good press and that’s never a bad thing for a bands confidence. That air about them, combined with their Glaswegian banter, set the up-beat tone of their set.

Their stage was crammed full out what looked like far too much equipment for a 3 piece. Both guitarist and bassist were in command of a huge array of effects on their floor pedal boards and on the tables in front of them. Yes, I did use to be slightly cynical about seeing bands with that many effects, however in keeping with their peers like Holy Fuck, I now know that these can be used to full effect (excuse the pun).

From the initial notes and loops of their first song ‘Tusk’ until their final encore an hour later, Errors played to an encouraging audience readily lapping up their brand of Foals vs. Holy Fuck type shenanigans. A special mention here also goes to their drummer James Hamilton who is seriously good, and an excellent back bone to their band.

As a criticism, I’d say that although they are good they do have some stiff competition amongst their current peers, and as they’re a mixture of guitar band and electronic they face comparison from both sides. Inevitably they aren’t at the top of their game at either, they’re somewhere in the middle on their way up but a future veer in one direction or another might just be the ticket.