It can’t be denied that the band are very much at the top of their game in terms of ability, tightness and professionalism.
Main support for the evening is provided by Nasty Little Lonely, who open with a thundering number that’s equal parts Marilyn Manson and Queen Adreena. This theme continues throughout their offering for the evening, which effectively juxtaposes brooding and quiet troughs with utterly visceral and demented peaks. The trio display plenty of energy and presence throughout their set, which goes down very well indeed.
The crowd at The Exchange is actually much more sparse for our evening’s headliners Cold In Berlin, but the London quartet don’t let this bother them, and launch into their set with all the enthusiasm Bristol’s dedicated goths expect of them. Schizophrenia is once again the theme. We hear driving rhythm sections varying in tempo, sometimes reaching such impressive levels of torpidity that I can take a generous swig of my beer in between snare hits.
Vocalist Maya gives her all to their performance, delivering a varied vocal style which includes soft murmurs, powerful yells and pained shrieks, often all during the same bar. Visually, she also puts on one hell of a show, swaying like a mixture of Siouxsie Sioux and Kate Bush, with bits of Katie Jane Garside-esque ragdoll movements for good measure.
Whilst Cold In Berlin’s set begins to feel a bit tired by the end, it can’t be denied that the band are very much at the top of their game in terms of ability, tightness and professionalism. They leave the stage having kept their old fans happy, and made a handful of new ones too.
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