Cold War Kids @ Bottom of the Hill – 3/7 San Francisco, CA Cold War Kids @ Bottom of the Hill – 3/7 San Francisco, CA

Cold War Kids @ Bottom of the Hill - 3/7 San Francisco, CA

Last week, deep in the cuts of Potrero Hill the Cold War Kids took to the stage and owned the crowd.

Inside the L shaped blue-lettered sign straight out of a Beavis and Butthead cartoon is the dark, indie, yet almost charming venue, Bottom of the Hill; attracting a most interesting cross-section of popped collars from the Marina District to the skinny jeans of the Mission; a dynamic that produces an oddly tame crowd.

The Superhumanoids opened the show with a soothing sound of dreamy 80’s male and female vocals flawlessly weaved around one another; reminding me of Weezer on acid. The crowd was vibing as The Superhumanoids engulfed them with velvety jams. However the show took a giant entertaining leap when the Cold War Kids took to the stage.

Really great live music awakens the soul and the CWK seemed to tap into something in the audience, as the lead signer effortlessly floated between lead guitar and piano, bringing the music to life. Even though I had heard CWK’s songs and had always had a positive outlook on their music, seeing them live catapulted them into “seriously fucking cool” in my book.

Cold War Kids @ Bottom of the Hill

Cold War describes this band perfectly as the majority of the music they played was intense and somewhat fiery, but the music isn’t outwardly aggressive. Occasionally, they throw in some random key banging just to remind you they are slightly irreverent.

During “We Used to Vacation” I found myself aggressively nodding my head in agreement and even began to feel guilty about the about the IPA in my left hand; and “Royal Blue” and “Louder Than Ever” elicited the same response from the crowd, igniting electricity and overwhelming agreement.

The lead singer owned the keyboard, screaming into the mic like a hipster version of Billy Joel, in his white button-up and casual khaki business slacks. It’s impressive that his twangy, Christina Aguilera-like, vocal style constantly sounds like it’s on the verge of cracking, but never wavers.

Cold War Kids played “Bulldozer” next to last and ignited the crowd once again. I half expected to see lighters shoot up in the air, but alas, mostly just hands flew up.

Making a good song is hard, but bringing it to life on the stage is a true accomplishment. Since the show, Cold War Kids has been rotating on my iPod playlist pretty frequently. So Cold War Kids, mission accomplished.

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