Cameron Crowell

Peach Kelli Pop


By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor and Ciara Dolan /// Staff Writer  Peach Kelli Pop originated as the musical project of Ottawa-native, Allie Hanlon (her playing and recording all instruments). She has since moved to the rock-n-roll neverland that is Los Angeles and added a full backing band to complete her Nintendo-fi punk sound. Her

KLC Talks With Colleen green


By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor and Ciara Dolan /// Staff Writer  PL: We just got “I Want To Grow Up” at our radio station. We’re really digging it. CG: Oh cool. Thank you. PL: How has this album differed in the process of recording versus the past ones? CG: Well, in the past it

Portland International Film Festival 2015: The Tribe (Ukraine)


By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor  The Tribe is Ukrainian director Myroslav Slaboshpytskiy’s directorial and (depending on how you define it) screenwriting debut. Throughout the entire two-and-a-half hour film, there is no audible dialogue or subtitles. From the trailer–and the first 30 minutes, for that matter– I assumed that the film would be a cutesy

Student Organizations often Struggle to Schedule Events on Campus


By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor At the end of last semester, the Student Organizations Committee held a meeting with various student group representatives, including those from Associated Students of Lewis & Clark, Feminist Student Union, KLC and Common Ground, to talk about “space allocation.” This was a discussion designed to teach student organizations how

Drunk in love – with cats


By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor I have never been one to celebrate Valentine’s Day. I am not here to lecture anybody about how it is a “Hallmark Holiday” created for greedy reasons. I just never really felt the need to spend a day driven by a well-manicured itinerary to show my significant other I

Sabertooth Micro Fest


Sabertooth Micro Fest (Feb. 6 & 7) By Cameron Crowell /// Arts Editor   Nothing Just from the name you get a sense of the existential dilemma that must be plaguing these Philadelphia dream-grunge rockers. Their sound embodied more of a Stranger rather than Sisyphus level of nihilism, although I am biased having gone into