Gigs, dance, art

May 22nd, 2008: Crystal Castles / Fuck Buttons / Telepathe


I wasn’t sure about would be the headlining band, I kinda expected Fuck Buttons to be the main act, what with all the buzz they’ve been getting recently. This was not the case, and I figured that out just from the youth of the audience; a sure sign that the crowd drawing act is one I’ve never heard about. On the other hand, the second set was the longest. Go figure.

It all started pretty well, with a nice surprise from Telepathe. Nothing earth-shattering, but nice and fresh mix of samples, drums and voices, with a splash of guitar. I’d have gladly bought a record, but all they had were T-shirts, and the guitar player didn’t seem too much into his ware-peddling duties anyway. I would not go to a gig they open for them alone, but their presence should tip the balance if I’m hesitating.

Then it was on to Fuck Buttons, the reason I was there in the first place. Good almost continuous set, much more controlled — in a good way — than the first time I saw them, yet more interesting at the same time, due to more different sounds and the use of a keyboard and especially a tom — used to great effect for a while. Still a marked noise heritage, but more accessible despite the distorted voice and almost danceable, with many things beyond the first impression. Not experimental but they would probably make a great gate band, bringing more people to be exposed to the more adventurous stuff — it might even work the other way, but I’m not holding my breath on that. I had seen them a couple of years ago when they opened for Family Battle Snake and Minitel and I remember chatting a little with them and leaving with both a CD and the impression that they were nice guys.

Now that I’ve listened to their latest CD, I have to had that it does little justice to the way they sound live. Their live sound is rougher, and all the better for it; the CD is too clean and that production removed the most interesting bits. Still a nice record, but way too nice. Being better live than in a studio is a plus as far as I’m concerned, so that’s not a bad thing. I’ll be there next time, is all, and I hope I won’t have to wait two years.

The crowd went wild for Crystal Castles, me excluded. I was bored close to actually leaving, but I stayed for the whole of their mercifully short set. Boring drummer, grating samples. The singer was a bit better, though she seemed to stick to whispering or screaming, with some vocoder for a change of pace. Whorish music, tailored to appeal and reminiscent of the worst the eighties had to inflict, with a brand new shining coat of paint but I lived those and have no wish to go through that again.

May 23, 2008 Posted by | Music | , , , | Leave a comment