Articles by Cameron Crowell
Oh Sees, “Orc”
WHAT ARE YOU HIDING PUNY HUMAN JOHN DWYER, RING POSSIBLY?
Don’t Miss: White Reaper
The world’s best American band proves it all night.
Sheer Mag, “Need to Feel Your Love”
During times of protest, resistance is sometimes reduced to consuming the right media. Sheer Mag are a big fuck-you to that type of complacency.
Japanese Breakfast, “Soft Sounds from Another Planet”
“Soft Sounds” shows Michelle Zauner constantly reinventing herself, proving that she can dabble in any genre and produce something that stands with the best of them.
Five Important Zinester Voices We Need For Reshaping Conversations
In the fractured Age of Trump, listening to voices from outside of the mainstream is more important than ever.
There’s a perpetually moving world out there.
Cold Beat, “Chaos by Invitation”
On her latest with Cold Beat, Hannah Lew toys with the false dichotomy that implies that the complicated and difficult-to-listen-to have inherently more to say than a simple, accessible pop song.
The Chicago quartet give sunny garage pop a melancholy tweak.
Cate Le Bon, “Rock Pool” [EP]
Le Bon’s music lives in an alternate universe—one that’s nearly identical to ours, but laden with a persistent feeling of anxiety.
Make Stars Hollow Great Again: The Unsettlingly Relevant Political Reality of “Gilmore Girls”
Behind the blur of words and scrim of melodrama, Amy Sherman-Palladino’s beloved series shows us a buffoonish tyrant at work.
Joyce Manor, “Cody”
There’s a new texture and flavor to the raw, pouring-salt-on-a-wound sadness coming out of Torrance.
Springtime Carnivore, “Midnight Room”
Don’t call it a breakup record.
The Memphis band’s grinding, atonal punk is matched by their dedication to garage-rock bombast.
The Sun Sets: Getting Schooled By the Music at an Amusement Park
Cameron Crowell spent the summer cleaning up barf while “Pour Some Sugar on Me” blasted from speakers overhead. And yet: he’s still alive.