Cavedoll Show Review

Cavedoll
March 13, 2009
Kilby Court
With Vicious Starfish and Tolchock Trio

Photo: Emily Allen

The Trax dropped us off at 700 South at 7:20 and it was dark. We walked too far down 700 and we ran into a woman who looked like she’d just been shaken very hard—her hair was disheveled and her face was droopy, like it was slipping ever so slightly off her skull.

"Do you know where we are?" She asked.

This was the beginning of a long night, and the first omen that this wasn’t going to be a normal concert for us. I told the woman that the Trax station was just up the road, but she insisted that’s impossible because, she said, pointing west, "That way is east."

The concert started at 7:00. We were late and later still because we got lost along 700 and ran into the droopy faced woman. We got our tickets and slipped in among the crowd. Cavedoll was playing and about halfway through their set already. They were good.

As soon as I walked in, a man who looked like a cross between Quentin Tarentino and Frodo Baggins approached and shook my hand. He said something that I couldn’t hear. He smiled at me affectionately—too affectionately, I’d say, for someone I just met. After this awkward exchange, he sat nearby and jotted studiously in a small notepad.

I didn’t know of any of the bands on the lineup before I got there, but Cavedoll made me glad I came. If this is the first band, I thought, what’s next? Grasping for something to compare them to, I thought, "Mindless Self Indulgence, but less insane" and "Pretty Girls Make Graves, but more melodic." They had the charisma of a band that should be playing to a much bigger and rowdier crowd. The handful of indie kids who were there just swayed nervously with their hands in their pockets. It’s a shame to have so listless an audience for such an energetic band. One of their singers, Kness Angulo, pulled out a megaphone and they ripped into a funky final song. Later, my roommate pointed out that when she sang with that megaphone, Angulo sounded exactly like Haruko from FLCL.

Throughout Cavedoll’s set, the Quentin Baggins guy kept staring at me and smiling and it was creeping me out. While we waited by Kilby’s wonderful fire pit as Vicious Starfish sets up, he watched me from the dark for several minutes before he came forth and said that I looked exactly like Kirby Heyborne. Who is that? Well, he told me, he starred in Pirates of the Great Salt Lake, among other local films. I assured him that I am not Kirby. He told me the resemblance is uncanny. He sat across the fire and watched me some more.

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