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"Do you have some energy left for the Arctic Monkeys?" is the cheeky enquiry from Alex Turner as the headlining set begins. There's a lusty, magnificent roar in reply. Whatever else this crowd might lack at this stage of the proceedings – sore feet, sore throats, sore wallets – they still have some energy left for Turner and friends.

Proudly sporting the Sheffield city telephone code on their drumkit, the Monkeys in 2013 are a taut, muscular, powerful unit who roam in many different directions. Turner, channeling plenty of Richard Hawley these days, has become a magnetic character, while his bandmates look up and out rather than merely at their feet. They've truly become the band they always threatened to be.

The songs mark that graduation too. “Do I Wanna Know” growls with serious intent, “Brainstorm” thumps out of the speakers with alluring menace and “Dancing Shoes” reminds you of when they emerged nearly a decade ago. Those were the days when they were indie disco darlings, beloved of Top Shop princesses and lads who thought they were rock stars. These days, they’re ready to take on and tease the world.