UNDOUBTEDLY the holders of Scottish music's most convoluted name, Woodenbox with a Fistful of Fivers are at least unlikely to be forgotten by anyone who hears them mentioned. The title comes from their origin as one solo singer-songwriter – the Edinburgh-raised, Glasgow-based Ali Downer, aka Woodenbox – and his eventual backing band, who named themselves A Fistful of Fivers in tribute to the Sergio Leone film A Fistful of Dollars.

It's a slightly convoluted tale, but the reference points become clearer when you hear the six-piece, half of whom are bearded and wearing outfits which hint at truck-driving Americana. Downer's gravelly transatlantic drawl (while singing, at least; his accent is broad Scots when he talks) recalls The Man With No Name himself, ordering his own wooden boxes from the local undertaker. The music is broadly country-rock, but there's also a slightly eerie quality which recalls the soundtrack work of Ennio Morricone.

Latin styles are accentuated by Phil Cardwell's trumpet and Sam Evans's saxophone, while Nick Dudman's drums shuffle in mariachi style through Twisted Mile.

Crammed onto the tiny stage in Sneaky Pete's (the keyboard actually had to be set up on the dancefloor), the band's sound seems like it should occupy a much bigger space, perhaps somewhere that people can jig and reel along. After barely 40 minutes on stage, closing number My Mule left the crowd wanting more.