Bands with only three instruments – often kinda flimsy and self-consciously arty, right? Well, yes... but not if they're as loud as Edinburgh’s Korova. When a band make as much noise as they do with just bass, drums and guitar, it's clear that a second guitar would just get in the way.

So: they're loud. They're also kinda punky, they certainly rock and they're possessed of a definite edge. Though bleak and melancholy in places, their sound is also possessed of an honest hard-edged glee which forces a grin onto your face and a rhythm into your feet. Spiky and jagged like a heart monitor recording a cardiac arrest, their live set is taut and charged, fiercely technicolour and also unexpectedly open - Korova's sound is the kind which surrounds you in widescreen and sweeps you along.

While all this noise is going on, the band members engage in some satisfyingly rock'n'roll antics. The bassist, who can lean back without overbalancing just as well as Slash and who has much better hair, teases and eggs the guitarist on as he thrashes his way round the stage screaming out the lyrics as though he really gives a damn. Impressive for all the right reasons, Korova have a drive, an honesty and an edge which sear through their songs and make an instant convert of the listener – well, it did this one. A gig for which it was well worth braving Newmarket and its horseshit-splattered streets on a Wednesday night.