Surely one of the most vanilla musical experiences to currently stalk the face of histrionic British guitar music, Snow Patrol trade on the back of a simple metaphorical truth; vanilla actually tastes pretty good, as long as you aren’t going to stuff yourself to the point of being sick.

So we can just about forgive Gary Lightbody a presenterly manner which sits somewhere between Live at the Palladium and your average T4 link. We can even, God help us, overlook lyrics as overwrought as ‘The Golden Floor’s ‘I’m a peasant in your princess arms’. The Patrol’s very best songs – ‘Run’, ‘Chasing Cars’, the brand new ‘Take Back the City’ and ‘If There’s a Rocket Tie Me To It’ – beat their creators’ tendency towards the overdramatic with big, yearning, instantly memorable guitar lines which knock immediate competition from the likes of Keane, themselves recently reinvented in the Emperor’s new clothes, aside.

Or maybe this stunning venue on the Mound, a sit-down affair in keeping with the half past midday stage time for this four-cities-in-two-days album launching tour, had us feeling all gracious. Certainly, the full house enjoying an afternoon off work did seem well-disposed towards thickly laying on the applause.