As Tim Booth gazes out over the crowd presently lapping up 'Sit Down', his alien eyes take on a wistful, dewy look. He's missed this, you sense. This is what he lives for, hell, what he was born for.

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That's nice, Tim. We're happy you and the dream have been reunited, and this state of affairs can probably persist for another few festival seasons. There may yet be enough residual love out there. But only, only, if you play hits and nothing but.

To general head-scratching, James bounce from hit to bellyflop to hit, following 'Sit Down' with… something… about eight minutes of violin, flute, Boothy crooning the secrets of the cosmos, and some indistinguishably woozy baggy, yup, something, that hangs in the air like Eau de Shaun Ryder's Corpse. After 'Sometimes', we are coached through their forthcoming single 'Who Are You'. It's not a lesson we will forget.

Best Song: 'Laid'

Best Moment: The way that Boothy's dancing has lost none of its hippy-dippy tinge. After all these years, he still comes on like a trout attempting semaphore. On drugs. Naturally.