IF the influence of the Jesus and Mary Chain has been extensive in

their 10-year history, then Drugstore are an appropriate support act,

inheriting many of the influences and mannerisms of the formative Mary

Chain.

Asides from a shared love of the Velvet Underground, this manifests

itself in an uneven and at points chaotic set. Fresh from a successful

Glastonbury appearance, it was reasonable to expect a band at their

peak, this show coming on the back of constant and productive touring.

If it looked promising early on, when they incorporated Starcrossed

and Devil from their awesome debut album, then it began to fall apart on

their cover of the Flaming Lips Vaseline, careering downhill into an

indulgent solitary party groover.

By contrast, the headliners exhibited many of the qualities Drugstore

lacked. Picking on what, by their own standards, was a crowd-pleasing

selection from all stages of their career, the one-hour, song-packed set

did much to display the sheer quantity of good songs written by the Reid

brothers across their five albums.

Singles like Sidewalking, Happy When It Rains and the more recent Come

On were the high points, and if the idea of a sing-along, clap-along

Mary Chain gig seemed improbable in 1985, then powered by excellent

playing and having been honed in US arenas, it is happening in 1995.

Not that they have changed all that much; the lyrics remain ensconced

in druggy, rock 'n' roll cliche, making the encore of their recent

single I Hate Rock 'n' Roll even more resonant.

They may claim that ''rock 'n' roll hates me'' but without one the

other could not exist. Without the bland mediocrities they serve as an

antidote to, the Jesus and Mary Chain would have lost their relevance

some time ago.