There was a moment early on in this show when Norman Blake mentioned the nearby first aid area having a defibrillator at the ready.
Sadly the gig itself could have done with an adrenaline kick of its own, as an enjoyable homecoming was held back by a flat atmosphere.
It shouldn't have been that way, given this was the group's first Glasgow gig in nearly three years, while the Bandstand provided a lovely setting.
Yet although the opening It's All In My Mind motored along nicely, the first half of the set played before continual chatter, creating the sort of detached vibe you'd expect at a vast festival.
That meant the jaunty, jangly likes of I Don't Want Control Of You drifted skywards into the night, politely and pleasantly but not thrillingly.
At least the sound was good, and Blake's voice in particular was in fine fettle. It took a sudden rush to the stage by fans during I Need Direction's expert power-pop to finally bridge the disconnect between band and follower, and the remainder was an expertly delivered trip through the classics, with a dance-inducing Sparky's Dream and a glorious, hazy The Concept generating ample warmth at last.