Crystal Castles at the Ogden Theatre, with HEALTH, 10/17/12
Tom Murphy HEALTH last night at the Ogden Theatre with Crystal Castles.
CRYSTAL CASTLES / HEALTH @ OGDEN THEATRE | 10/17/12
Crystal Castles (Ethan Kath and Alice Glass) carry out the perfect combination of disaffected mystery; the duo's artistic rebelliousness is a coalescence of beat-driven abrasion, sterile melody and the ability to not give one fuck if anyone in the audience is there or not. But last night at the packed Ogden Theatre, the crowd wanted to be there, grasping at any chance to help carry Glass through each of her ceremonial stage dives.
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Tom Murphy HEALTH last night at the Ogden Theatre.
Before any of that, though, HEALTH played a set of songs set up in a semi-circle, with multi-instrumentalist John Famiglietti sitting at the center as the main attraction. Whether he was twisting knobs, banging his drum or wearing his bass like a purse, Famiglietti never once stopped whipping his hair -- but the effect between strobes was grandly effective, a dimension added to the band's short bursts of sound structures.
"DEATH+" let Jake Duzsik's soft voice shine subtly, the waves of melody-driven noise washing over the crowd for HEALTH's abbreviated but lush set. A cover of Pictureplane's "Goth Star" was moving, too, though it was unclear if it registered with everyone looking on. HEALTH made good on its speedy, hard work and as the band left the stage, Duzsik gave a "thanks" and a "goodbye" to onlookers, serving as the only time during the evening (that I witnessed) anyone on stage spoke directly to the audience.
Tom Murphy Crystal Castle last night at the Ogden Theatre.
Just after 10:15 p.m. Ethan Kath and Alice Glass appeared with negative fanfare, except for the roll of synthetic fog. The hour-long set of eye-burning LED strobes kicked in with "Seed" and the duo -- plus, as always, a live drummer -- was off. Glass's signature black bob was now a sharp, crystal blue, hair shaking wildly as her tiny frame flopped along the front of the stage. For the entirety of the show, Kath stood working intently behind his equipment, barely looking up to acknowledge anyone other than Glass, who would join him at his station periodically through the night. Not that it mattered if he did so much as raise his eyes toward the sea of hands -- those hands were all waiting for Glass, anyway.