Picture shows Chapter 5 of the audiobook of The Uncool by Cameron Crow playing on the entertainment system of a Honda CRV.
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Another Audiobook Review: The Uncool by Cameron Crowe

This review should have been posted back in November 2025, but I had left it in my draft folder unedited.

First, a confession that I think I’ve mentioned before: I’m a huge fan of audiobook memoirs read by the author. There’s just something about hearing the story in their voice. It feels more like a conversation I think. While they tell you their truths, memories (even the messy parts), and the magic. And it shouldn’t surprise me that I loved The Uncool because Cameron Crowe is a storyteller.

Also… I’m a big fan of his work in general. Many of his movies are favorites of mine. I mean, Fast Times at Ridgemont High? Singles? Jerry McGuire? Not to mention I’ve watched my favorite movie of all times, Almost Famous so many times it’s basically stitched into the fiber of my being. So I already knew going into this book that I was probably going to love it.

What I didn’t expect was how much this book would feel like a backstage pass.

The Uncool is a front-row ticket into what it feels like to be young and obsessed with something bigger than yourself. In this case rock n roll.

Crowe’s book is deeply observational. You can practically feel the fan-to-writer journey in every exchange with a band. Oh and it’s a who’s who of seventies rock. But his book is like watching him fall in love with music in real time. Its stories are intimate in the best ways. As if you’re a teenager sitting cross-legged on a bedroom floor with your favorite album playing while you read.

As a rock star romance author, this book was basically catnip…so rocknip maybe? It was inspiring and reminded me why I love books revolving around musicians. Because music isn’t just some random sounds- it’s soul, it’s identity, rebellion, belonging, and sometimes survival.

If you’ve ever loved a song so much it felt like became part of your DNA, I highly suggest this book. It’s raw, nostalgic, and I didn’t want it to end.

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