Cold Cave seem to expand further everything time I see them: this time there's five of them. Or rather, four of 'them' and Wesley Eisold who has decided to become David Bowie. Last time he seemed to not even notice there were any people in the same room, and now he seems to be on the way to become an extravagant frontman - he's got the flashy rings and goth shirt to show it. The photographers apparently were in the know about this change in appearence as they gathered en masse in front of the stage in an attempt to blind the entire audience with an abundance of bright flashes not seen since the last supernova (which is not an awful lot better than the deafening effect that usually ensues after seeing Cold Cave).
Once control over some of the senses is regained, confusion reigns. Is this camp band really the same Cold Cave as before, though with added guitar player? Is Wesley Eisold really making all those Brett Anderson-like poses on stage? Okay, he is supposed to be a poet, so he's allowed to be weird, but this seems like 180 degree turn in the opposite direction. Hell! One song even sounds like a 'Love is a Battlefield' cover (if it was: kudos to you, Sir, my ears weren't cooperating enough to actually make the words out)!
Eisold still can't really sing, but we've got whole hordes of tv shows just to tell us that it isn't about the singing, but the songwriting, so yeah, that's okay. Or is it? On the first album, the songs were loud enough to hide the fact that most of the lyrics were just shouted into the mic, now that he seems to be flirting with disco, his lack in holding a tune kinda shows. 'The Great Pan is Dead' is still a loud enough song to make for it, but other than it Cold Cave seem to be this year's Foals, which is sad as I really enjoyed their first album (and might have already ordered the new one on a whim - any takers?)
