When Grandaddy called it a day in 2006, they left the indie world feeling a little less eclectic, a little less magical, a little less like home. While the members have all gone on to their own projects in the meantime, we all secretly hoped that we'd one day see Grandaddy back together in full-blown flight mode.
There's never any danger of Frank Carter being under-dressed for an occasion and tonight, his largest headline show to date, is no different as he bursts onto the purple-lit stage in his pinstripe suit. That's not to say his designer attire in any way holds him back; proven by his lunging explosion for opener 'Snake Eyes'.
Chichester's Traams hark back to better days. A time when the soundtrack to your scuzzy Saturday night adventures where your major concern as the weekdays slowly plodded by. They reference the concept of 'Modern Dancing' in their track of the same name and they perfectly craft the score for exactly that.
Gloucestershire doesn't immediately conjour up punk rock connotations, yet it managed to spew forth Milk Teeth; a cacophony of anthems, perfectly poised between the soaring melodies and the jarring brutality. Milk Teeth mean business. Now the band are on the road yet again playing in some of their biggest venues to date.
Ohio's Cloud Nothings originally started life as a solo project. One man, a head full of ideas and a proficiency for a range of instruments. Four albums later, the band are fully established as a full band experience and their live show makes you wonder how they ever survived without the ramshackle chaos of flailing limbs.
'The Dealer', unleashed by Foxing last year, was a marked departure from 2013's 'The Albatross'; the sophomore effort was the sound of a band maturing and pushing certain elements of their eclectic palette to creative extremes. Tonight, the band made their way back to Manchester for a victory lap before heading off to complete album three.