My friend remarked that their sound reminded him of early “Being Boiled” Human League. The crowd was mesmerized and moved to dancing, no small feat in Los Angeles. Songs like “Love Comes Close” and “Cebe And Me” were broken down to their basic elements, delivered with an iceflow of synth-waves and just enough sunlight to cast a shadow The brevity of Cold Cave’s set definitely left you wanting more—not to be greedy. Their jubilant brand of gloom was fitting for an evening that brought the first winter rain.
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