When I’m like, “Todd, for this next trick, I’m gonna paint my eyes black and open my mouth and do that weird head roll thing that I do. You just make another one of me, but bigger, behind me, okay?”
When my tour manager is like, “Alice did you really need to chug that vodka and jump in the audience all reckless like that?” and I’m like, “Yeah, actually…”
When I was little I always wanted to be that creepy black and white lurking shadow figure in the background of a horror movie. And here I am. Crystal Castles.
When someone is like, “Alice, you have beautiful eyes,” and I hit them with some of this weird eye shit before screaming and finishing it off with a little of theExorcist head spin. Snitches.