Part of the music's appeal is its cold pallor and morose distance, but it also emobdies an inherent melodrama that's the antithesis of cool detachment. Warfield and Bravin perfectly capture that dispassionate, post-apocalyptic Peter Murphy tone (as well as the affected vocal lilt of '80s British new wave), and its surface gloss may be an apt metaphor for L.A.
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