With a name like Chastity Belt, there has to be an amount of self-awareness with your music, and the Seattle quartet definitely have it. However, that doesn’t mean self-seriousness, which is what Gretchen Grimm, Lydia Lund, Julia Shapiro, and Annie Truscott definitely don’t have. Some of the Sasquatch weekend’s best performances have been on the small Narwhal stage, simply because it lends itself to intimate, frenetic, and often recklessly enjoyable performances. Chastity Belt have been a local small venue staple for a while now, so thankfully they brought that energy on Saturday night, complete with sarcastic stage banter and plenty of smirks. (They left the infamous steak-padlock-crotch thing at home though.) In an interview with the Stranger last fall, Shapiro mentioned that with music, “You have to let go at a certain point; if you control it too much, you’re ruining it“, and the forty minutes of chaotic fun that the quartet played Saturday night hammered that point home with brilliantly efficient guitar rock and, most importantly, a smirk.