Ploughing your own furrow can be a mighty lonely business, but at least Tindersticks have the resulting tales of isolation to console themselves with.

Countless record releases down the line and the world hasn’t got any better, which ensures these Brit miserablists are on familiar ground.

Lead track ‘Trying To Find A Home’ is the most beautiful chunk of rousing despondency in a long, long while – if Louis Armstrong had covered John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ in the style of a tearful homeless man it might have gone something like this.

Contrastingly, the two-minute instrumental interlude of ‘Sexual Funk’ is anything but arousing, perhaps more likely to pop up on a Phoenix Nights outtake or a long-abandoned Blackpool Pleasure Beach attraction. No matter – ‘Everything Changes’ and ‘I Want You’ are more of Tindersticks’ patented brand of inspiring sadness.

Just as a fine wine improves with age, Tindersticks continue to better themselves and it’s about time they were uncorked to the wider world.