Articles by Cameron Crowell
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.