IF YOU'RE sensible you'll have got your Hallowe'en clubbing out of the way last weekend, instead of turning up to work/university/community service tomorrow still smeared in fake blood, stinking of Jaeger bombs.

These folk did, and I bet they feel great for it.

The African-Caribbean Centre, just a few doors down from 13th Note, laid on a zombie-themed bash on Saturday with a host of live Glaswegian acts performing.

It's a brilliant space for it: a former vacant building that was host to galleries and performance art, it's now a thriving hub for the city's growing African and Caribbean population.

The bill was a smorgasbord of rock and roll, hip-hop and techno: the deranged noise of The Girobabies rubbed shoulders with WOT.D.FUNK's eclectic jams.

The highlight was twofold: Future Glue's ear-shattering, sneering punk and the sight of them being chucked off after three songs.

Either they overran a very, very short slot or this was a classic case of artist censorship: such was the rabble they created, it had to be reined in.

Downstairs was altogether different: a dark, sweaty techno dungeon where local staple Boom Merchant distributed his wares to a delirious crowd.

The basement's unreconstructed décor makes it a wonderfully unique setting for such a party.

You get the feeling that this relatively-undiscovered gem might not stay that way for long.