Crystal Fairy’s self-titled album is female rage with a been-through-it attitude.
This isn’t the album playing during the conflicts of your tumultuous life; instead, it’s the instantaneous moment of epiphany, when you realize you are so over it. Crystal Fairy is the hot-tempered kickback and the declarative peel out from the driveway, with a sly smile and a new life on the horizon. Don your red painted lips to match the scowling lyrics and a ranging falsetto, and step out to the defiant track “Drugs on the Bus.”
Here is the soundtrack to support the Thelma and Louise inside us all, biding its time and ready to cause commotion. “Moth Tongue” is smashing the fine china against the wall of the country club. The album’s namesake “Crystal Fairy” is kicking off the painful pumps and lacing up beaten combat boots underneath the tea dress of propriety.
“Under Trouble 3” is over the games, passed talking, and on its own march of insubordination. It’s sexy and soulful disobedience with inner crisis restlessness. “Under Trouble 3” is on the edge, so it’s best to start paying attention, quickly, before “Bent Teeth” burns down the house and steals the car.
At some point all that adrenaline will soothe to thoughtful reflection. I’m not saying that mental memoir will self-blame and collect responsibility. No, “Sweet Self” warns the grudge exists, even when vengeance has grown momentarily tired.
It won’t lay dormant for long as “Vampire X-Mas” pumps the energy and reignites the biting cycle.
Revel in your turmoil and glare at the past, you aren’t ready to let go. Simmer in the wrong-doings and live in the retribution. Crystal Fairy will be your get-away driver.