Much to The Spin’s chagrin, we arrived a little too late to catch openers The Entrance Band. Hell, The Spin didn’t even know they were playing till we spotted their merch up front later in the evening. After seeing them open for Sonic Youth at War Memorial a couple years ago, it stings a little to think of what all we missed.
We were, however, right on time for Cold Cave, who arrived onstage with an unrelenting blast of clubby electro-pop, complete with dreamy synthscapes, jackhammer kick drum and beefy bass lines that dotted each track like Morse Code. However, a little more in the way of dynamics might have kept their balls-out delivery somewhat more interesting — not to mention maybe a little movement on stage. Granted, frontman Wesley Eisold was the only member not anchored by a set of keyboards or a drum kit, but as the former vocalist for hardcore band American Nightmare, surely he knows a little something about showmanship.
On to the main event. English two-piece The Kills were greeted with epic applause. The duo carried on with an onslaught of psuedo-industrial electro-blues, matching the garage-y stomp of Royal Trux with the sparse drone of Suicide. Frontwoman Alison Mosshart slithered and stammered about the stage, almost literally dripping with charisma, occasionally picking up a guitar or a set of drumsticks to bang along with partner Jamie Hince.
When all was said and done, the demand for an encore was so loud and intense that we knew either The Kills’ return or a riot was eminent. Once again, all eyes were on Mosshart as she drove the guys and gals crazy for a couple more songs. As the smutty version of that old saying goes, there wasn’t a dry seat in the house. Also, there weren’t any seats.