It's another joint from their magically medicinal 'Magic & Medicine' album, and back to a future that looks remarkably like an acid-soaked approximation of The Wirral at sunrise (just as the numerous showdowns begin).

It also, as the Coral may have you believe on ‘Bill McCai’, could be a place where kids who’ve barely started shaving will sit in saloons and in huddled groups tell tales of middle-aged suicide due to the pressures of society. And, as alarming as this may sound for a song about a guy hanging himself on a wet weekday, it’s undeniably catchy. More bitter than sweet, but you’ll bid a cautious farewell all the same…