Suede return with new single Disintegrate from what Brett Anderson descirbes as their post-punk album, Antidepressants.

I love Suede. I loved them back in 1993 when I first saw them, at Brixton Academy. And, many albums and many many gigs later, I love them now.

I can’t think of any other band that split up for a long period – seven years, from 2003 to 2010 – and came back stronger than before. Especially after being written off when Bernard Butler left in 1994.

Yet they’ve not only survived, and evolved, but have generated an entire new audience of younger fans, who are equally (if not more) obsessed with the band than the first time around.

Meanwhile, us oldies are still around, and still loving them today.

I don’t think there’s another band of men in their late 50s with as much energy; especially front man Brett Anderson, who seems barely to have aged since he made those androgynous early days of whipping his arse with the microphone lead.

I’ll always love those first two albums the best, especially Dog Man Star, and the hit-filled Coming Up, but honestly their last album, Autofiction, stands up alongside them. And there are no duds since they reunited.

So I have high hopes for the new one, which Anderson sound-bitingly describes as their “post-punk record” after the punkish Autofiction.

“It’s about the tensions of modern life, the paranoia, the anxiety, the neurosis. We are all striving for connection in a disconnected world… this is broken music for broken people.”

Suedishly titled Antidepressants, the album is going to be another triumph if it’s all as good as this tune, the equally Suedishly titled Disintegrate, with its Suedish themes of decay and alienation and love not so much tearing us apart as holding us together as the world collapses around us.

It’s got everything we want from a Suede song: slashing guitars, thumping drums, relentless bass, lots of drama, Bowiesque vocals – and a BIG chorus.

“Come down and disintegrate with me,” sings Brett. “We’re cut down like the daisies, like the tall poppies.”

I can already imagine the audience singing along at gigs.