The queue to get into the showcase for Lucky Me, the Glasgow-based label and artist collective co-founded by Hudson Mohawke, winds well around the block hours before the venue’s doors open. It’s not hard to understand why. It’s not only that this innovative dance and hip-hop label has built a reputation on releasing some of the biggest records to come out of Scotland in the past decade – it’s also that there’s nothing like having a Kanye-approved producer on the bill to draw in the crowds.

First up is Suicideyear, the young Baton Rouge-based producer James Prudhomme, who built his reputation online with a series of remixes and mixtapes, and released his first EP last year. The undercurrent of melancholy on his record is left behind here, in favour of a sweaty, racucous and highly energetic set that leans heavily towards hip-hop and trap. Prudhomme also throws several dance classics into the mix, and ends, slightly bizarrely, on a dub mix of Blink 182’s Dammit, which delights the crowd and gives this 9:30pm set the heady feel of 3am.

He is followed by the much more low-key Redinho, whose short and synth-heavy set proves a playful interlude. As much R&B as misty-eyed electronica, his considered performance of album track Playing with Fire – which goes very heavy on the talkbox – gives an unexpectedly pensive air to his set.

But it almost goes without saying that Ross “Hudson Mohawke” Birchard steals the show. For the lucky few who managed to shove their way into the dark, sweltering back room of the venue, this is a dense and euphoric set by a producer who knows he is at the top of his game. Beaming and occasionally bowing sweetly in gratitude to the crowd as he stands behind the decks, Birchard mixes thunderous beats with instrumental hip-hop, trap, off-kilter beats and pure euphoric rave, mixing old album tracks with new material from his upcoming LP, Lantern.

And in a sly nod to his new best friend, Birchard also plays the new Kanye West track and finishes the set by dropping Thunder Bay, by which point the crowd explodes in one sweaty, flailing mass.