Just as the programme delivered a little more than was promised - a soup to nuts performance of the first album by Roddy Frame's Aztec Camera on the 30th anniversary of its release - so there was a visual dimension to Frame's messianic appearance at Glasgow Royal Concert hall before an adoring crowd that also made it a bit special.
Leaving aside the fact that there must be a portrait in an East Kilbride attic that explains his ever-boyish visage, the first half of the concert included a bunch of songs from Frame's earliest days that didn't make the cut for that debut disc, some unheard for well over 30 years, which were accompanied by a superb slide show of pictures of the architecture of the new town by Anne Ward.
For High Land Hard Rain itself, they were replaced by a projection of David Band's wonderful sleeve art, the whole package a reminder of the fruitful time we were celebrating.
Frame's precocious talent was remarkable, and few songwriters would be so comfortable revisiting the work of their 15-year-old selves. The music that made it on to the album included four fine singles and boasted a conclusion that made it an instant classic.
Frame spiced the play-back with anecdotes about the inspiration and genesis of the tracks and the sort of easy banter with a boisterous front row that makes you wonder why he doesn't play live more often.
We missed the gospel girl backing vocals, particularly on disc-opener Oblivious (although the audience helped), and the keyboard sounds were a bit off the mark, but it was still a fine night for Rough 47.