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Cold Cave, helmed by Wes Eisold and Amy Lee, has launched another tenebrous new single, the aptly titled Shadow Dance. Just when we thought they couldn’t top last month’s She Reigns Down, here they come with this smoldering melange of gloomy poetry and heart-thumping beats from the Los Angeles pair.
Dubbed a “synth-punk chant for apocalyptic lovers,” Shadow Dance delivers a deluge of haunting sound and bewitching words. Shadow Dance wraps us up in a spectral aura, producing an eerie effect that’s both unnerving and intriguing. With its cryptic lyrics and unsettling melody, the song evokes the feeling of wandering through a ghostly realm, making it a hauntingly beautiful yet bewildering encounter.
The title resonates with an eerie echo and is paired with the most bizarre of images in its visualizer…hinting that perhaps, just maybe, there’s more chilling magic yet to be uncovered from this dynamic duo.
Listen to “Shadow Dance” below:
Since their inception in 2007, Cold Cave have consistently forged their own path through in the underground music scene, fusing all the best elements of post-punk, darkwave, and synth-pop while amassing a formidable discography that includes singles, LPs, EPs, and compilations. Their dedication to their craft saw them reissue landmark albums such as “Cremations,” “Love Comes Close,” “Cherish The Light Years,” “Full Cold Moon,” and“Fate In Seven Lessons” on luxurious 180-gram vinyl through Heartworm Press, reaffirming their legacy while propelling them into the vanguard of the genre.
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We spent our entire lives Fighting the tides As one wave starts to crash Another…
We get crumbs chaos we get lies Deceit division and despise Crumbs chaos we get…
Estoy desconectado Me siento intoxicado Un último cigarro Que siga la fiesta sin mí The…
Truth stands on the gallows Liеs sit on the throne Something in thе shadows Communicates…
These are empty words They mean nothing Zeroed in the flesh You output the void…
Your heart of stone I slept in silence Sweeter than a Georgia peach yet steeped…