One of the first and finest guitar-free indie bands realise that making a second album with the same gimmick would be equivalent to continuing to argue a point when the conversation’s moved on and they’d already won. So their comeback single starts off with a teasing riff of U2 proportions before it’s engulfed by the Keane we know and love. The passion, gusto and singable chorus puts them in the running for band of the summer, and it’s only May.