Tindersticks return with an uncharacteristically optimistic slice of deep soul pleading for hope for the future.
When I think of Tindersticks, I’m accustomed to hearing the sound of gloomy mumbling and melancholy murmuring at a glacial pace. And I mean that in a good way.
That throbbing bass, the snap of the hi-hats, the slow burn of the horns. You expect someone like OV Wright or Wilson Pickett to start spinning a tale of woe a heartbroken baritone.
Instead we get Stuart Staples, sounding sweeter than ever; sounding somehow… hopeful. “Maybe it’s a new world,” he sings, optimistically, assuring us: “I won’t let my love become my weakness.”
It’s as wonderful as it is unexpected. As is the claymation video, directed by his daughter Sidonie, who also designed the cover of new album Soft Tissue.