While 2008′s debut affair We Brave Bee Stings was all wide-eyed and tingling senses, synapses firing at new experiences and possibilities, this is a true follow-up, way more wistful, with hindsight the order of the day. This is an album that’s learnt its lessons, but without getting maudlin; it’s a bit more worldly-wise, but not quite yet world-weary. It was out in the States a few months ago, but it’s also my runaway favourite of all the long-players on the shelves over here this week.