Paul Smith, the raucous ringleader of Travis, pranced about the stage like the overenthusiastic stunt double that he always has been.

“Sorry for the long break guys,” Fran consoled the audience, “we’ve been busy doing things… making babies, you know! The hips don’t lie!” Then the four-piece Glasgow band made up for lost time and put on a proper show by all definitions, complete with high-up-the-fret-board noodling, amp climbing, and Swedish appreciation.

“And look! Seattle can sing!” Fran exclaimed in delight as the Moore’s hallowed innards reverberated not only with the sounds of Travis, but also with a cacophony of Seattleites screaming in and out of key. The band ended the night with a Fran solo, a Britney Spears cover (“One of those songs everybody always wants you to play at parties, but then you get two or three verses in and think.. oh… uhh…” he quipped), and essential Travis listening “Why Does It Always Rain On Me?”

I read once in an interview that Fran described the lyrical content of “Side” as imagining the biggest jerk you know taking a massive poop and believing that everyone is exactly the same as everyone else. The sheer humanity contained in Travis’s music and the banter during their live show was one of immeasurable quantity. Here's to more happy baby-making upon the tour’s end, and hats off to Franny and Travis: 100% Glasgow heroes.

More photos from the Travis show by Chona Kasinger: