2020 release. There's dullards out there who think that vicious punk-rock spite and nagging, sugar-crusted, pop-smart songcraft make for strange bedfellows, and that's fine, because it means us smart folks will have a band as brilliant as God Damn all to ourselves for a little while longer. Only a little while, though; the Black Country trio have just cut a second album so smart, so irresistible, so made-for-radio, so slips-down-the-ears-so-easily-you-barely-notice-it's-trying-to-slit-yer-throat that even your granny will be whistling the likes of Dead To Me before Christmas.