The last time US punk terrors the Offspring visited these shores they proved that punk should not venture inside a stadium. In Manchester's Arena, they mocked up their stage set like a garage and sounded like they would rather be locked inside one. Three years on, and after 32m albums sold, the northern leg of their tour finds them downscaling to the more intimate Apollo. Ironically, the stage set is more exciting than it was on their last visit. There are enormous paper chains like giant webs, strobes on everything and a drum kit lit up with what are presumably hired-in fires of hell. After satisfying the bank manager, the band seem much happier now being able to head back to something like their roots and sate their inner punk.

Their amalgam of the Clash/Nirvana/Stiff Little Fingers/the Pistols and goofy American accents may not be original, but in a crammed venue like this every chorus hits the spot. The songs from new album Splinter find the band sounding more authentically punk than they have in years and, perversely, experimenting with electronic ska. The lyrics tackle subjects as diverse as domestic violence and serious drinking without ever getting too furrow-browed, and some of their older anthems - notably the formidably twangy The Kids Aren't Alright - are probably on their way to becoming modern punk classics. As the band generate a good ol' riot, 40-ish bespectacled axe hero Noodles allows himself a pogo, while a pair of shoes hurtle over frontman Dexter Holland's head, providing somebody with an exhilarating if barefoot walk home.

· At SECC, Glasgow, on Saturday. Box office: 0870 040 6050.