For almost a decade, some Americans have been making great guitar-based rock, the sort of thing that articulates the male psyche far better than anything one can find from the UK. They've never really been recognised in the UK, though records like "A Long December" and "Mr Jones" are staples of what passes for rock radio here.
This, the lead single off their fourth album, is exactly what we've come to expect from the band, albeit with the occasional twist.
We have the usual lyrics, mournful in tone yet somehow blindingly optimistic. We have the usual driven guitar rock, and the careful drumming. It's something about a girl, and a boy, and he doesn't know anything about her, yet she knows a lot about him. Sounds like a tale about a stalker, or a groupie, or something between the two.
Had the group received any significant exposure before now, this wouldn't win them many converts. As the Crows remain something of an unknown quantity in the UK, the exposure for this record - only their second single to make the top 40 sellers in stores list - will do no harm to their reputation.
Look, if it's detailed reviews of this band you want, just ask chelle.
Hard Candy, has already been a minor hit here.