They say should you always dance like no one's watching.
Never has that saying been as apt but as for Friendly Fires frontman Ed MacFarlane.
He knows there are thousands who have come to just watch his every move.
Yet he still girates his hips and moves around the stage like a teenager who has only a Now album, his sister's hairbursh and a mirror for company.
But his moves are only part of this curious band's substantial offering.
It's hard to put Friendly Fires into a box. But whatever they are, they are bloody good.
The love for them tonight from this sold out Albert Hall crowd is palpable.
Although to be fair, they have left us hanging.
Their self-titled debut is now a bond fide indie classic. Since then though there has only been 2011's Pala before new record Infloresenct hit the shops in August. Three albums in 11 years might suggests this is a band who's heart isn't really in it. But the reality couldn't be further from the turth.
The furious drumming of their many almost samba infused beats keeps the temp constantly high and means at times it more resembles a zumbla class than a gig.
"We're going to up the ante now" a sweaty Macfarlane says into his two microphones inbetween songs, as if that was possible.
The reception Skeleton Boy from the first album gets shows the esteem in which it is still held. It may be a bit of a nostlaliga trip but no one cares.
Hawian Air and its musings on the peculiarities of long haul flights is an underrated highlight and without question the best song from their second album. It results in a see of hands in the air.
And therein lies the beauty of this band. They have an uncanny knack for a triumphant chorus and their ability to inject of a feel good factor into the room is their true skill.
Jump in the Pool is a great example and followed shortly after fellow first album stormers by In the Hospital and Paris.
Their new tracks effortlessly blend into the set, and you get the impression Silhouettes is going to be soon held in similar esteem.
"I've only got one more in me, I'm knackered" Macfarlane says after Lovesick and before the infectious set closer Kiss of Life.
"We love this city" he proclaims as he takes the acclaim from the crowd who are to a man on their feet and make a deafening noise.
There's no doubt that after this disco inferno, tonight Manchester loves them too.
