Reception
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Although heavily received by many critics, the initial commercial response was slightly lukewarm with a chart entry position of #65 in May 1997, this was not however due to the public's opinion, but a lack of radio play for any of their singles, none of which appeared in the UK's airplay top 100 until "High". Those who heard of the album, immediately warmed to it and from here built up a cult following, which won the band a main stage appearance at the Reading festival in August 1997. Their live shows in support of the album were well received by the press. Even though this is Feeder's lowest-charting album, it is however seen by many fans as one of their best albums, along with follow-up Yesterday Went Too Soon. The cult following it has mustered since then, has helped it appear at #87 in an early 2005 Kerrang! magazine vote, ranking the top 100 British rock albums of all-time.
The band's second single off Polythene, "Cement" was given a 5/5 review rating by Kerrang! (KKKKK), and their "Single of the Week" accolade. The album itself was ranked 6th in the magazine's best albums of the year chart. Metal Hammer voted it the best album of 1997 in its end of year critic's poll, which saw the album also beat the multi-million selling Urban Hymns by The Verve. The album was one of only 12 released that year to appear at the top of an individual critics list.
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