While the word “twilight” is more likely to make you think of R-Patz than dusk these days, The Twilight Sad retain a reassuring constancy. Long-time lovers of James Graham’s confessional burr and the quartet’s wistful, wounded, beauty will find plenty to adore, yet ‘No One Can Ever Know’ applies an electronic edge unseen before. Whilst ‘Dead City’ is an electrifying post-punk-new wave collision, ‘Don’t Move’ bristles with disarmingly pop violence, and ‘Not Sleeping’ is a wonder of weightless desolation. Some way off a breakthrough they may be, but they’re still a chilling thrill for those unafraid of the dark.

Iain Moffat