These days, I’ve found myself feeling a little bit ho-hum about Crystal Stilts. They’ve been around for awhile now, I’ve seen ‘em a whole bunch, and it seems like Frankie has gone on (with Dee Dee of Dum Dum Girls and in her own band) to make more of-the-minute versions of the surf-sloppy songs. But that’s really ridiculous. They’re a good band who were there before a lot of others on the scene right now, and nothing rivals that twitchy, 60s surf movie-esque guitar line that they utilize so frequently. Plus, they have that dark and moody thang down so well. Check ‘em at the Bell House this Friday.
