Performing their classic album Ocean Rain last year and acquiring a new rhythm section and producer (Busted man John McLaughlin) seems to have rejuvenated the Bunnymen. Their most accessible offering in a long time sees Ian McCulloch at his most lyrically playful and cocksure, hovering between confessional ("I cried a fountain dry") and mischievous, and firing off one-liners as if it were the band's 80s heyday. Will Sergeant's guitar-playing is at its scintillating best, although it is piano that backs the album's most enduring moment, the tearily anthemic The Idolness of Gods. There's nothing as brooding as The Killing Moon, nor as weird as Turquoise Days – but their poppiest tunes since Bring On the Dancing Horses could win the Scouse veterans a new generation of fans.
Dave Simpson is a Guardian music critic and author