Thursday, June 27, 2024

crystal castles @ spin/ray-ban flip out party, 22 october 2011.

 








"many people find it shocking that I never saw сrystal сastles live before. they make sure to confirm how ridiculous the notion is, because of how utterly ridiculous the crystal castles live experience is. rest assured, i believed them, but i surely didn’t know just how true the sentiment was at the time.

being a small intimate private party, i was lucky enough to have a position side by side with one thirty bpm’s very own evan kaloudis right near the front of the stage. i may have never seen the band live before, but i was aware of how important a good spot was, as lead singer alice glass is known for spending a large amount of her time crowd surfing and making sure you’re aware of her presence.

it didn’t take time for me to realize that all my friends were incredibly correct about crystal castles live power. Immediately we were pistol whipped into a dance rave frenzy that was marvelous controlled chaos. alice glass lived up to her reputation as a hypnotic performer, crowd surfing numerous times. at one point she grabbed my hand, and i helped propel her into the crowd as i gloriously multi-tasked snapping photos. her presence is a mixture of wild sexiness that is also quite intimidating. while taking photos i was pretty concerned that she would crack her bottle of jim bean over my head.

thankfully things never got that wild, but this show was copious amounts of ecstasy ready fun. the whole show flew by, with all the best cuts from the bands 2 lp’s guiding the way towards the rave-tastic event that left us out of breath, and instead, filled with joy.

i can tell you right now, do whatever you can to see crystal castles live. everything that you’ve heard about their live show is beyond true. their performance was the highlight of my cmj, and easily one of the most genuinely fun concert experiences of my time.

it truly is ridiculous that i never saw them until last night."

text and photo by will oliver, weallwantsomeone









Sunday, June 23, 2024

crystal castles rare poster

 



"this is my rare сrystal сastles poster i got a few years back. it’s designed by the artist who designed the сrimewave artwork and is extremely limited and extremely rare."

from heartandsleeve on tumblr (deactivated in 2018) 

Saturday, June 22, 2024

wrongbar, toronto, february 21, 2008.





crystal castles bring it home

the cyber-punk duo spark a hogtown grindathon. awaiting a set from local heroes crystal castles, fans were content to thrash out their anticipation in a sweaty cluster of keffiyahs and kanye shades last night at toronto's wrongbar until the puckish duo took the stage. frontwoman alice glass, looking like a black-rimmed jd salinger heroine viciously attacked by karen o in a dark closet, demurely vogued to the hard-edged beats of mix master ethan kath, who remained hunched over his atari-pimped synthesizer (a 5200 chip is encased inside) throughout the set. both sported his and her leathers, and emanated a mysterious resilience.

a live drummer added weighted professionalism to the frenetic burn of bangers "no skin," "air war," and myspace slam-dunk "alice practice," as a constant pounce of strobe lights induced electric synesthesia (or maybe it was just the flash of all those photo bloggers). but it was latest single "crimewave," off the band’s yet-to-be titled forthcoming last gang debut that defined their noir-slick sonic. like an abba-tinged pulsation remixed with l.a. scenesters health, crystal castles delivered never-ending glossy noise combustions, always in search of the next nintendo power-up.

text by chandler levack, spin magazine

photo by daniel epstein


Friday, June 21, 2024

the independent magazine, london, july 21, 2007.


 

my look is more grandmother's leftovers than heroin chic. besides, i don't talk about drugs. this skirt was my grandma's. it's kind of too big on me. she didn't leave me any of her cool clothes from the forties, just her cheap polyester stuff.

i bought this jacket at by the pound in toronto. it's one of those places where you look through a heap of stuff and sometimes you score. everything's priced based on its weight. this was about $8 (about £4). people would look better if they didn't spend money on clothes. if they took what they found and just made the most of it, that'd be good.

i'm feminine: i'm wearing a skirt, I own a bra. i think that whole big blonde look has been taken over by transsexuals now. i'm a natural blonde, but that blonde hair, big tits idea of what men want, it's now really unfeminine.

i've had my hair like this since i was 13. before that, it was much shorter. i had a chelsea, which is bangs [a fringe] and then the rest is shaved off.

my tights are always ripped. i don't think it's possible to be on tour and own a pair of tights that aren't ripped. if I threw them out, i would just be buying a new pair of tights every day.

my top is from a sports store in dalston. it's a sweater for little boys; i bought loads of them. usually i wouldn't go shopping in london. i've been to a couple of vintage stores here and they're pretty pricey. toronto is probably the best place for vintage clothes.

i must have come out of the womb wearing converse. i just wear them until they rip and become sandals. i like the clear ones when they get that awesome brown shade. i can't take anything valuable on tour; kids jump on stage and steal my stuff.

my make-up routine involves putting a bunch of black stuff on my eyes. i've worn lipstick before, but i'm not big into it. i don't really care or think about how i look. i wouldn't wear something i didn't like, but i've never had a real job so no one's ever told me how to dress.

text by charlotte philby

photos by immo klink 

update: 


 pic from here 








roxy collaboration with jbl launch at red bull space, new york, may 19, 2009.




they had a dj set here.

photo by chance yen

walking on glass, december 12, 2006.

 


computer love

the intimate punk pulse of crystal castles.

crystal castles makes electronic music that sounds like dial-up modems making out—a drunk and exuberant boy/girl scrape at 2400 bps. songs stomp ahead with teenage determination, alice’s breathless, blushing shrieks bursting claudio’s turbografx keyboard swells. their music feels sweaty, but in a good way—like a palm after it lets go of the trackball.

“i found a keyboard in the garbage next to my building,” says claudio, the group’s defacto producer. 

“i tried getting it to work, but it wouldn’t. a week before, though, i had found an atari 5200. so i ripped the soundchip out of that thing and put it in the keyboard, and i started being able to control the sounds.” he gave a dozen or so makeshift beats to alice, a local toronto girl he knew only by virtue of a friend’s crush. months later, when they finally got together in the studio, the keyboard broke, the mic was scratchy, and things were so fucked that the recording (which has since become their signature song), “alice practice,” was actually just that: alice singing for the first time over a beat, testing levels and dealing with busted equipment. frustrated—or maybe just indifferent—the two stopped talking to each other. six months passed before claudio listened to the disc again, and created a myspace account (the name crystal castles was a spur-of-the-moment tribute to she-ra’s homestead) to upload the songs. two hundred thousand plays and one year later, labels started calling, forcing claudio to reconnect with a stunned alice. “she was like, ‘we were testing the fucking mic! what were you fucking thinking about!’”

their glitches have found kindred spirits in buzzy “new rave” uk bands like the klaxons, whose teeth-grinder “atlantis to interzone” the castles recently remixed. touring with the band overseas, the young canadians got drunk and got noticed, with opportunities to play everywhere from the venerable bbc to brighton mp3 blog 20 jazz funk greats. even with such newfound attention, claudio and alice remain a pretty private pair, politely refusing to reveal last names—or, maybe more interestingly, ages. “i’m not old, but I’m not young,” teases claudio. “I am a decade older than alice.” he insists they aren’t involved with each other, just partners in an exercise in serendipity. “we weren’t even a band! this is just some shit we put together.”

text by will creeley, the fader

photo by donald weber


Thursday, June 20, 2024

pitkä kuuma kesä, suvilahti, helsinki, june 28, 2009.



         

setlist: courtship dating, crimewave, alice practice. 
(also i didn`t include all 28 photos, to view them, click on the link below)


setlist from here

house of blues, houston, september 13, 2010.



on september 13crystal castles came to houston and caused a small amount of mayhem to ensue.

it was my first time going to a concert at the house of blues, and i wasn’t really sure what kind of crowd to expect. for this show, that crowd turned out to be a lot of hot topic-clad pre-teens and a handful of fist-pumping college guys with their girlfriends — a pretty strange combination, which led to a few dirty looks and snide comments. more than one inebriated troublemaker had to be escorted off the premises during the concert. In summary: it was a little rough in there.

the opening dj was pretty good and managed to keep the crowd hyped for a while. after the first half-hour, though, it became apparent that he was just filling up time, and by the end of the set — a whole hour long — a good portion of the crowd had lost interest. after the opener came a good long wait, during which the drunk girl next to me kept trying to start a “cry-stal ca-stles!” chant. eventually, the huge curtains swept apart, and crystal castles frontwoman alice glass strolled onto the stage smoking a cigarette. that’s when all hell broke loose.

the mass of bodies all around me turned into a single violent, rollicking organism under the effects of ethan kath’s jagged beats and alice’s heavily vocoded yelps. alice, who very much plays along with the strange and savage little-girl image that’s attached to her, frequently threw herself into the crowd without warning and took swigs from a bottle of jack daniel’s on stage. cohort ethan kath did a lot of really good improvised mixing and vocoding, flexing his creative muscles while alice jumped around and screamed into the mic. what a charming duo.

about a half-hour into their set, the band abruptly walked off stage and the curtains closed, to the confusion and frustration of the audience. a minute later a weary-looking man poked his head out of the curtains and announced that we had all rocked out so hard that we set off the fire alarm, and that we would have to wait for the fire marshal to come reset it before crystal castles could come back. thankfully, we didn’t have long to wait before they came back on and played one last chaotic song — “intimate” — from the new album.

alice left the stage with a painful-looking scratch on her cheek and dirty and torn clothes — a state comparable to that of the whole audience. personally, i had fallen on my ass and been kicked in the face by a crowdsurfer, and i heard similar reports from my friends. but i can’t really complain about the wounds; what i can complain about, however, is the lousy way the house of blues staff treated everyone.

we were shoveled out of the venue almost immediately after the music stopped by large and unfriendly men and were then made to throw away our drinks at the door by more large and unfriendly men. my timid request to finish my drink (it was only water) was answered by a string of loud and unnecessary expletives. it really harshed my post-concert mellow.

disrespect from the staff members aside, this show was one of the best i’ve been to in quite a while. crystal castles put every ounce of their energy into the performance, and the audience was responsive in the best way possible. if those guys come back to houston in the future, i seriously recommend going to see them — it’s quite a unique concert experience.

text by robin babb, space city rock

 

reading and leeds festival, england, august 24, 2008.

 

   
reading 2008 review: crystal castles


name: crystal castles
where and when: dance stage, sunday, 5.25pm, reading
dress code: black leather, strong eyeliner and chipped nail polish.
who's watching: those ker-azy kids, still jumping after three days.
in a nutshell: a complete fog courtesy of the smoke machine coats the stage to the point where is difficult to see vocalist alice glass make an appearance, though it isn't a problem because she can be heard yelling "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" for no apparent reason. the toronto duo's set goes off without a hitch, with typically propulsive performances of crimewave and alice practice resulting in endless screaming and bouncing around from the audience. their messy techno-punk doesn't cause quite the reported mayhem of their leeds gig (with glass getting right into the thick of the crowd) nor does it result in them having the sound cut (as with their glastonbury 2008 performance) but it does feature the singer leaping from the speakers and playing dead, and is received with a great deal of joy.
high point: courtship dating, the track that brought them a reasonable degree of prominence for its (ahem) similarity to the timbaland produced track ayo technology, and which kicks the crowd surfing into gear.
low point: the smoke machine. some people couldn't see a bloody thing.
how hard do they rock?: It must be tiring being alice glass, flinging herself and around and singing in that high-pitched way. her knob-twiddling partner ethan kath has it easy. anyway, they rocked just the right side of hard.

setlist: exoskeleton, reckless, courtship dating, 1991, crimewave, alice practice, black panther, air war. 
text and photo by rosie swash, the guardian
setlist from here

crystal castles: "we predict a riot", jun 17, 2008.

 


t.o. electro-punk terrors crystal castles tackle the world on their own terms, trading distorted guitars for a decrepit old laptop and riding a wave of buzz that defies even their own expectations. 

alice glass is missing. not milk-carton and missing persons report missing, not amber alert missing, but she might as well be. neither her bandmate, ethan kath, nor their manager has any idea where she is or how to contact her. they have no idea why she’s a no-show for this interview, or when, or even if, she might be lured back to do one.

if any other local artist skipped an interview – without so much as a phone call! – we’d just start looking around for the next hot band to write about. crystal castles even gave us a hard time about shooting them for the cover. they must feel we want them more than they want us.

of course, they’d be wrong, but their attitude is understandable.

over the past two years, the rowdy synth-punk duo have toured constantly. they sell out runs of 7-inches as soon as they’re released and have become darlings of the uk music scene despite doing everything they can to keep their faces out of the media.

we’d love to get glass’s version of the cc story. she’s very much the onstage face and voice of the band, while kath hides inside a hooded sweatshirt behind his laptop most nights however, offstage he’s the one who does the talking, which reinforces glass’s image as a wild blur of motion that can’t be contained or pinned down by conventional means. onstage, she’s usually lit only by strobe lights as she pogos around, shrieking her lungs out and fearlessly jumping into writhing mosh pits while wearing a nice skirt.

“the live show is where alice comes in. she’s the face of the band and fills up that space quite nicely,” admits kath, as their recently com-pleted album plays on a laptop in the background of their manager’s downtown apartment. 

"as soon as i saw her perform [with her old band, foetus fatale], i knew i could trust her and that i wouldn’t have to look over anything she does. whatever she’d put on my tracks would be fine, and she’ll never write a clichéd lyric."

they’re cocky and a bit difficult, but so were the sex pistols, and like them, they’re causing near-riots without even a full-length album to their name. “riots” might sound like hyperbole, but check out the youtube footage of their appearance at the rough trade store in london. the police may not have had to break out the rubber bullets (yet), but these sure ain’t polite folk-pop gigs.

for its grand opening, the store had a different show booked every night for a month. ours was one of the first few, but our fans went so mental that they started breaking things in the store – a few coffee tables, a cd rack. then the store cancelled the rest of the shows... i was being interviewed on the bbc live on the phone, and they were like, ‘so we heard you’re third in the series of shows at rough trade.’ i’m like, ‘yeah, about that.i announced on the radio to all the other bands that the shows were cancelled because of us,” - kath laughs with some obvious pride.

after a long hiatus, rough trade brought back in-store appearances, but now it only allows 40 audience members, instead of the 200 inside and 300 outside that castle-mania unleashed.

it could have been worse, though. a crystal castles l.a. after-party got so raucous that the police brought in a helicopter to break it up. seriously. and that was after they played a club gig that had security working overtime.

i’m not sure why, but for that show the fans felt the need to get onstage to hold onto alice as if she were morrissey. one security guard kept ripping them off and throwing them back, but they just kept coming. finally he called for backup, and there were six security guards onstage with their arms linked, and kids were still trying to get over them. one kid tried to jump over them, got his head cracked open, and as they’re dragging him off the stage to throw him out he started grabbing toward me.”

if you’ve been unaware until now of the bizarre success of this toronto synth-punk duo, welcome to the Internet era.

crystal castles gained international attention after a uk record label discovered a rough recording of a mic check dubbed alice practice that the band put on myspace in 2005 and forgot about for six months. this led to a series of limited-edition 7-inches on various hip uk imprints that sold out immediately. suddenly, glass and kath were being courted by labels amidst a whirlwind of touring over the past two years.

“the bidding wars in some countries were pretty intense. they just kept throwing bigger numbers at us. i think it’s because they work so hard promoting bands and then no one cares. no one promoted us and everyone cares, so they all want a piece of that.” - kath 

that sounds kind of snotty and overconfident, but it appears to be the truth. at least for now. the buzz about them transcends the incestuous blog scene and bypasses the uk music mag circus. crystal castles don’t seem to need or want much from any record label except reliable distribution.

“the label in japan wanted to bring us out to do three days of press to introduce ourselves to the country. we wanted to play a show while we were there, but they felt we weren’t ready. they reluctantly let us do one show, and it immediately sold out. they were shocked.”

an hour after the show, kath was signing ipods for more than 70 fans waiting around the stage back door.

“the label was like, ‘i guess we didn’t need to introduce you after all, because everyone already seems to know you. our job will be easier than we thought.’”

though their strange success story may be credited to the power of the internet, don’t expect them to be spokes people for the demise of the record label. they want their fans to hear the music, and apparently the fans actually do still want to buy cds. their myspace page is flooded with messages from people trying to find their still-unreleased disc.

“people assume that because everyone talks about us, there’s a cd in the stores,” - kath says.

that won’t happen until late march, when montreal-based last gang will drop their self-titled disc in stores across north america and the uk.

the label is so concerned that the album might get leaked online that it hasn’t released any preview copies, so we’ve been listening to the disc while we talk. nevertheless, a widely downloaded and reviewed version has been passed around the file-sharing sites, which will cause much confusion when the real album actually drops.

nevertheless, a widely downloaded and reviewed version has been passed around the file-sharing sites, which will cause much confusion when the real album actually drops.

“i originally gave alice a cd of 24 songs to choose from back when we first started, and some kid took 16 of them and put them up on the Internet as the album, and people have been reviewing it. i’ve actually read some very positive reviews for the 2004 demos.” - kath

the real album is sort of a chronology of the band, starting with some recordings from 2005 and ending not long ago. if you only know them from the notorious mic check song alice practice or their klaxxons remix, you may be surprised at how many soft and melodic moments join the high-octane distorto-dance listeners associated them with. the last track, an atmospheric ballad based on an acoustic guitar and 40 layers of glass’s voice, sounds more like the work of a shoegazer band like slowdive than anything you’d hear in a hipster dance club. which brings us to the biggest crystal castles contradiction: they make music for dance clubs but don’t actually like dance music. they see themselves as a punk band that happens to use synths, but you’d swear some moments on the record are gritty underground house music from the early days of chicago. kath and glass hate it that journalists sometimes characterize them as an accident, but how else do you explain how two people who hate disco are so good at it? to add to the strangeness, crystal castles have had considerable critical success crafting dance remixes for other indie bands, the last thing you expect from a pair you’d have a hard time dragging to an actual dance club.

“we started doing remixes because bands were contacting me when we were in desperate need of money. it was just good timing. bloc party wanted to pay us to remix their song, so I just chopped their vocals up over a crystal castles song we weren’t using. the thing I like about doing remixes is that I can get our fans some more crystal castles songs, sneak them another taste, because i used all unreleased songs that were just sitting on my laptop."

somewhere overseas, a handful of indie bands are feeling like they’ve been used. But what did they expect? сrystal сastles are a punk band, even if they don’t sound like it, and you have to expect them to behave like it.

"on the road we listen to sonic youth, the stooges, joy division, black metal bands like emperor, mutilation. we’re not going to be listening to dance music.” - kath 

glass and kath first decided to work together because they loved all the same bands: aids wolf, sick lipstick, femme fatale.

“we wanted to do something like that without copying it, so instead of distorted guitars we’d use fucked-up keyboard sounds. but at the same time, i love new order and joy division, and wanted to use those kinds of dance beats. that’s what we set out to do: aids wolf get into a fight with new order." - kath 

to approximate the brutal attack of noise bands, they needed keyboard sounds that weren’t your usual trance presets, which brings us to the whole nintendo-pop sound they swear has nothing to do with video games. journalists and bloggers love to classify them alongside that whole chip-tune scene, bands that use actual video game technology to make lo-fi electronic music. but arcade nostalgia is the last thing the castles want to reference. 

“we both hate video games. we were just breaking apart electronics and toys to get annoying sounds. aids wolf is going to annoy you with guitars; we’re going to annoy you with the insides of old electronics. it’s circuit-bending, basically. you can get sounds out of any electronic device by opening it up and poking around. you can open up your watch, if it makes a blip, you can sample it and then use it as a synth. a long time ago I collected a bunch of sounds. i just opened up everything I could and recorded it all. my favourite ‘instrument’ was a circuit board from the early 70s that was made to teach budding electricians. every time you fucked up a circuit, it’d make a blip, and that was my favourite." - kath 

even if the similarity was unintentional, you can’t help but associate that 8-bit sound with 80s arcade machines. the fact that crystal castles is also the name of a vintage video game doesn’t help, even if the band is actually named after the home of cartoon vixen she-ra, princess of power. understandably, they might not want their career described as a series of unlikely flukes and happy musical accidents. but as much as they claim they sound exactly as they planned, they’ve still “accidentally” managed to succeed in areas they care little about or were even unaware of. electro-house heavyweights Justice and myspace brat-rapper uffie show up to see them in paris, which doesn’t quite make sense for a band that wants to be aids wolf beating up new order. then again, as alice’s absence clearly demonstrates, crystal castles don’t really give a shit what we think and probably love that the rest of us find it hard to make sense of their success.

by benjamin boles, nowtoronto magazine 

photo by richmond lam 

crystal castles @ spin/ray-ban flip out party, 22 october 2011.

    "many people find it shocking that I never saw с rystal сastles   live before. they make sure to confirm how ridiculous the notion ...