The Reason(s) We Can’t Stop Listening: Maybe we’re in the minority here, but the latent hardcore kid in us loved Wes Eisold’s last band, Some Girls. And the fact that the singer/multi-instrumentalist/writer somehow switched from screeching punk suites to the morose, synth-spliced melancholia of Cold Cave isn’t just admirable; it’s fucking brilliant. Simply put, Love Comes Close–the band’s first proper LP after a string of limited singles and the Cremations collection–is what we’d like playing at the after-party of our funeral.
RIYL: Listening to Unknown Pleasures at least once a week; dancing with yourself (literally, not in the Billy Idol sense); waves of noise that are welcome, not irritating
See Also:Something Old: Throbbing Gristle, 20 Jazz Funk Greats (Industrial, 1979)
See Also:Something New: Colder, Again (Output, 2003)
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