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Rejoice, acolytes ā€” the Scottish priests of midnight yearning are back with High, their first CD in eight years, their fourth in 21, and their best since 1989’s Hats. If the lyrics now take in distant children and middle-aged loss, the music remains the same: crystalline midtempo soundscapes in which regret and ecstasy twine into a spiritual double helix. ”An ordinary miracle is all we really need,” croons Paul Buchanan. This will do.