John Grant

Grey Tickles, Black Pressure

Bella Union

John Grant's third solo album continues the drift into squelchy electronica that began with 2013's Pale Green Ghosts and further cements his reputation as the poet laureate of middle age.

Although recorded in sun-drenched Dallas, songs with titles like Magma Arrives make it hard not to visualise his adopted home city of Reykjavik, while the album title is a literal translation of the Icelandic for mid-life crisis and nightmare. Accordingly the title track opens with the observation that Grant once thought ads for haemorrhoid cream could never be aimed at him.

Siouxsie And The Banshees drummer Budgie guests on a spoken word Bible reading about love while another collaborator of a similar vintage, Tracey Thorn, performs on Disappointing. It's one of several electro-funk workouts invoking the spirit of acts like Sylvester and Cameo. More familiar to fans of 2010's Queen Of Denmark are songs like Global Warming and Down Here, with their stately chord progressions and piano and string sections underpinning Grant's deep, honeyed voice. But as ever it's the lyrics which really thrill. “You and Hitler ought to get together/You ought to learn to knit and wear matching sweaters” is just one of dozens of quotable lines. A strong contender for album of the year.

Barry Didcock