In the tradition of the longstanding love affair between art and music, Art School Dance was produced in celebration of the infamous Wee Red Bar and the local musicians who have graced its stage. Fluctuating just below the swell of the mainstream but resolutely established within the counterculture this music venue, mothered under the art college, is a rallying-point for the artistic community. The documentary, conceived and accomplished by an army of art school insiders, sees 21 musical performances by local bands across two days back in 2007.

This is not a stale showcase: the strive to create a monumental and idiosyncratic relic, alive with the voice of those who know it so well, is clear throughout. Enthusiastic compère Graham Dey is easy to liken to Steve Coogan's Tony Wilson, in only the most complimentary of tones. With charm and honest comedic skill on his side, Dey offers the comfort of a personal, private tour of events, chaperoning us through the film. The quality of the recording is faultless from the offset, indicative of the passion shared by the production team.

It is in the curation of the performances where the artistic heritage that separates the Wee Red Bar from other venues is most discernable. A host of characters verging on the satirical—yet so candid as to beguile any ounce of ridicule—introduce us not only to the talents of Edinburgh's musical circuit, but to the family that supports it. An parade of hosts announce the oncoming bands before a spotlit, darkened red backdrop: what unfolds has the peculiarity of a David Lynch re-imagining of Top of The Pops. As the shellsuited urban poets leave the stage the percussion-playing panda enters, Jamaican Dancehall heroes have their moment, followed by a soft vocal performance from Sara and her snakes.

Like the early years of a future stadium-filling musician 'Art School Dance' remains, three years after its completion, growing steadily in acclaim. From the grassroots it will rise with an almost timeless quality; surprising for such a timely documentary. It is unremittingly loveable, which is for the best because "things may come and things may go, but the Art School Dance goes on forever."