BY JAMIE ROBASH
Seattle’s women-only indie rock quartet Chastity Belt formed in college as a joke. From the outset, their mentality was if people hated them, who gives a fuck? And if they liked them, well, they didn’t really give a fuck either. This punk rock ethos would have served them well if the crowds at their shows had reacted with boos, but their legion of adoring fans shows that clearly wasn’t the case. Since their 2010 formation, Chastity Belt has clutched ahold of their punk aesthetic over two albums worth of songs about post-collegiate angst including 2012’s No Regerts (misspelled on purpose) and 2015’s sultry sounding, alcohol-addled Time to Go Home.