ALBUMS
Starcrawler
Devour You ROUGH TRADE
The triumphant second album from the Hollywood brats.
We don’t want to freak them out or anything, but the future of rock’n’roll rests, literally, on the very recently teenage shoulders of Starcrawler. Forget all this blouse-abusing retro-dad rock Greta Van Fleet stuff, nobody in the dull-as-toast “new wave of classic rock” camp is gonna inspire an army of hip young things to drop out, dress cool, sling pawnshop guitars and spit in the faces of the bourgeoisie like our famed and fabled rock heroes from days long past did. But Starcrawler can.
Like most things in this confusing mess of a world this motley crew of ragged LA insider glam-rock wastrels didn’t exactly crawl out of the gutter like their early 80s counterparts. Infamously slinky frontwoman Arrow DeWilde has semifamous parents (rock photog mom, indiedrummer dad) and not only did they bother to finish high school before chasing worldwide notoriety, but DeWilde even took her affable tuba player-turned-guitarist Henri Cash to the prom with her. So they aren’t quite as dangerous as the drug-depraved nihilists they sometimes resemble (hello GN’R, Dead Boys,
