Listening to the first 10 declarative seconds of every song on the album is a humbling refresher course in the elevating art of the single.
The Crystal Stilts don't play for the same caffeinated high, but their 2008 full-length, Alight of Night, is addictive nonetheless. The disc's zoned out, organ-laced stomps pull off the neat trick of making New York City post-disco punk sound good again. The creamiest song on the album, "Prismatic Room," lights up the same pleasure zones in my brain as those early Velocity Girl tracks. I find myself going for seconds as soon it finishes — something I didn't think I did anymore