Gorky's Zygotic Mynci
Sleep/Holiday

THE REVIEW

Of the new Gorky's album, I’ll only review the first four songs because I always fall asleep before going further. That said, it's not like the album is bad. Quite the opposite. It's just that Euros Childs has this way of singing: it lulls me.

Waking For Winter already describes well who these five somewhat old-fashioned guys are: you can hear a harmonica, a violin, a folk rhythm and then a slowdown that starts to relax me (it's also a quarter past one at night…).

Next is Happiness, which maintains slow rhythms, very much reminiscent of Josie Knows, a hallucinatory and little-known Mitteleuropean avant-garde band, in the falsely sweet falsetto voice and also in the melody made of a few notes: beautiful!

In Mow The Lawn, the third track, Euros lets himself slip and starts shouting (and wakes me up, he and those distortions…).

But the track after, Single To Fairwater, is perfect: it puts me to sleep. It's the soundtrack of a photo with a striped shirt and shorts, a little faded or with slightly altered colors (is it a Polaroid? ...who knows if they still use them in Wales): “well he gives me goose-pimples / or it might just be cold / it’s funny just talking / about growing old.” And on these words, I fall asleep.

The rest of the album is lost in the few memories that the brain stores while sleeping. Another sweet lullaby, then if I'm not mistaken, at some point Euros sings “wake up, greet a brand new dawn” over another folk-like rhythm, but it’s too late… I am left with the impression of a naive sound, which for a band that has been around for ten years is a great thing; but this album is not like the previous one (How I Long To Feel That Summer In My Heart, from 2001), which was also bizarre and sweet, but never put me to sleep. Never.