Cam Cole’s ‘Chasing Dreams’ pairs blues grit with a four-on-the-floor pulse, previewing his album ‘Lost In Creation,’ out Oct. 30
There is a peculiar arrogance hidden inside trying to save the world: the assumption that somehow you’re supposed to carry all of it.
Cam Cole‘s ‘Chasing Dreams’ offers the considerably more liberating possibility that you aren’t. Powered by blues grit, vintage guitar tones and a driving four-on-the-floor rhythm, the latest glimpse of forthcoming album Lost In Creation turns stepping back into something unexpectedly triumphant.
Cole wrote the song after finding himself consumed by problems far larger than any individual could reasonably solve. “I was trying to solve all the problems of the world and taking them on and getting swallowed up by it,” he explains. His eventual realisation was simple: perhaps improving the world doesn’t always require carrying it. Sometimes pursuing something meaningful and becoming the best version of yourself is enough.
Musically, Cole makes that revelation thunder. ‘Chasing Dreams’ moves with the momentum its title demands, pairing rough-edged blues guitar with a relentless rhythmic pulse. There’s something satisfying about Cole reaching a philosophical conclusion and deciding the best way to communicate it is through an amplifier.
The track also reflects the broader experimentation of Lost In Creation. Recorded at Dean Street Studios and mastered at Abbey Road, the album retains the live foundations of Cole’s one-man-band sound while expanding them with guest vocalists, unusual instrumentation and additional layers.
It’s another evolution for an artist who has travelled from busking around Camden to sold-out international shows, millions of streams and appearances across Ted Lasso, film and gaming soundtracks without abandoning the independence that built his career.
‘Chasing Dreams’ isn’t about ignoring the world. It’s about understanding your place within it. You don’t have to solve everything or carry everybody. Sometimes changing your corner of the world begins by accepting that it’s the only corner you were ever supposed to carry.
