GlassвЂ™s distant vocals remain calm throughout the bouncy electro-beat and rapid-fire drums, with helium-huffing munchkin vocal effects injected into a chorus recalling the best moments from their debutвЂ™s вЂњUntrust Us.вЂќ The same kinetic energy carries into вЂњTelepath,вЂќ with its droning backing, stratospheric keys and head-bobbing percussive bounce. The albumвЂ™s runaway best song is вЂњViolent Youth,вЂќ and itвЂ™s buried near the tail end of III with the other highly danceable tracks. The duo cloaks their music in grim imagery, such as the tear gas victim cover art, or a potent mix of comfort and foreboding with lyrics such as вЂњ IвЂ™ll protect you from/ All the things IвЂ™ve seen,вЂќ but gloomy lyrics combined with high energy essentially prompt the listener to dance while the world burns. III is a brooding, bleak record, but its best moments are still the dance tracks, and it may be close to a definitive Crystal Castles album without quite hitting that mark. Meanwhile, producer Ethan Kath has ensured us that this album is different from anything the band has done before, as they tossed out old keyboards and synthesized effects and opted to record everything on new equipment, and GlassвЂ™s trapped-deep-underground vocals were recorded in a single take to keep them lo-fi and urgent.Д«ut once you pare away the shock-and-awe bluster that accompanies this duo whose feverish output would lead you to believe they sustain themselves solely on a cocktail of absinthe and adrenaline, youвЂ™re left with a remarkable LP, but one that still hints at untapped potential.

Of course, nearly all vocals are indecipherable given GlassвЂ™s frenzied bleating, but thatвЂ™s beside the point the emotive power of their music trumps language. In the bandвЂ™s eyes the world remains perpetually clenched in an iron fist and egregious injustices make for even more bleak lyric fodder than have cogs in machines or additional bricks in walls. In recent interviews, manic vocalist Alice Glass has routinely pointed to oppression and atrocity inflicted upon the worldвЂ™s most vulnerable as the impetus for this album, and with lyrics like вЂњ Your first born will be accosted/ Fill their lungs with tar and sage/ Make the stem cells act their ageвЂќ itвЂ™s tough to argue that one of the more darkly danceable bands out there arenвЂ™t wholeheartedly stabbing at social commentary. III writhes amidst apocalypse and fallout, or at least thatвЂ™s the image the band wants to project. This third LP, simply denoted III, hunkers down in the smoldering rubble to steel itself against the marauding phalanx of flamethrower-toting storm troopers. Their dark beats assail the senses and compel the listener into motion as if through coercion or chemical warfare. Whether through song titles such as вЂњAir War,вЂќ вЂњVietnamвЂќ and вЂњCrimewaveвЂќ or by pairing abrasive shrieks and cacophonous electro-clatter with intensely danceable bleeps and bloops, the Toronto duo have churned out two prior albums that roiled with fiercely unstable elements.

Discord has long been the central weapon in Crystal CastlesвЂ™ arsenal.

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