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Universal acclaim- based on 4 Ratings

  • Summary: The Welsh Britpop band returns with its second album in 2001 and sixth U.S. release overall. The first single is "Stood On Gold."
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  1. Positive: 15 out of 17
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  1. There are no shocks or surprises, but instead, How I Long... thrills us softly, its tiny layers and details all intricately woven together into a cohesive and aesthetically delightful tapestry.
  2. Practically a concept album about the bittersweet nature of nostalgia--specifically, nostalgia for, you guessed it, summer.
  3. The ghosts of prog exorcised fully at last, Gorky's have once more put in a serious challenge to the Super Furries as Wales' most inventive band, and they've produced an album that, both in terms of its astounding quantum leap and its ambitious orchestration, swings excitingly near to the Delgados' genius breakthrough opus 'The Great Eastern'.
  4. By absorbing some of the best bits of The Beach Boys, Super Furry Animals and, at times, Dexy's Midnight Runners, Gorky's Zygotic Mynci have made the perfect album for a breezy, summer afternoon.

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  1. BrendanD
    10
    How anyone could not give this album a perfect score is far beyond the scope of my foggiest comprehension. It's not an album from which you can take a song or two and say, "This is what this album is." Rather, it's a mood piece, reflections on the impetuousness of youthful romance when seen in the rear-view mirror of post-adolescence. Some reviews I've read have said that the Zygotic ones lost their sense of exuberance, or that this record lacks charm. I wonder if we listened to the same thing. This is a record you listen to when spring is slowly fading to summer or October is bringing in the first whisps of autumn air; it's reflective, poignant, and beautiful. The gorgeous refrains of the title track give way to the best simple lyrics since the Beach Boys insisted that we add some music to our day, providing the perfect counterpoint to the jangling harpsichord that will make just-grown men weak at the knees. "Her Hair Hangs Long" devolves from a simple alt.country tune to a Velvet Underground dirge, as if John Cale has been reborn and is playing on the third Velvets record. It's an album not devoid of hope or cheer but devoid of the sentimentalizing of old age. It's filled not with regret but with meandering. The melodies take much time to build, but the payoff is as rewarding as any album of the millennial years. Expand