After The Noise

Everything Is Equal

Tuesday 10 February 2026

Studio Album
Suede – Antidepressants (2025)

It feels like yesterday we were piling into HMV to grab a copy of Animal Nitrate. I can still picture it. That CD single on repeat, a group of us in ’93, convinced we were witnessing something important. A lifetime ago now. And yet, Suede are still here. Still standing.

Three decades on, the cream of Britpop — Suede, Blur, Pulp, even Oasis, despite the Gallagher circus — are all still going. Not just going, either. Still making music that excites people. Old fans like me, and younger listeners who weren’t even born when Brett Anderson first appeared on Top of the Pops.

Maybe that says something about the current scene as well. Feels like there’s a shortage of proper bands at times. Plenty of solo pop stars, plenty of polished variations on the same thing. Could just be me getting older and grumpier. That tends to happen.

So I drift back to the bands I’ve always loved. Suede especially. Since reforming in 2010, they’ve only got stronger. Autofiction in 2022 was billed as their punk album, and it really was a belter. Raw, direct, no messing.

Now comes Antidepressants, which they’ve described as their post-punk record.

And it sounds like it. From the sharp jolt of opener Disintegrate, with that connect–disconnect intro, to the rush of Dancing with the Europeans, it feels tight and purposeful. No excess fat. A couple of ballads to catch your breath, but most of it is punchy, urgent, and alive.

It genuinely made me feel 23 again. Not many albums can do that.

That’s always been Suede’s trick. Each record sounds different, but still unmistakably them. The edge is still there. The ambition too.

In 2025, they sound as vital as they did in 1993.
They might not still be here in another thirty years, but right now, they still feel like the future.

END OF LISTENING LOG.

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