Waxahatchee
Ivy Tripp
[Wichita]
Youthful aimlessness is supposed to be just that: without focus or direction. So why is it that Katie Crutchfield, on her third and most tonally diverse Waxahatchee album, manages to make getting lost such a purposeful feeling? The confessional guitar-pop sound of her previous work is kept broadly intact, but is frequently compacted, distended, or pulled way down-tempo, such that her songs can veer off in multiple directions at once, but always end up converging on some minor epiphany.
Words: Leo Devlin
