Too little too late
Riding on this now
And I've got something together
Maybe just for a while
In stormy weather we could rise above
And I could cue you in. . .
Won't you let me in?
And I'll have nothing forever
Riding on this skin
And I've said something clever
Every now and again
Just goes to show you that there's no love
And no one ever wins. . .
Won't you let me in?
I come to
And I expect so much
You'll never know how much I
Relate to you and did I ask too much?
You'll never see how much I care
I want to
When I don't think so much
It's all good
I know, I know
I've heard it all before
Joey — my friend and ally. I defy you to show me a musician with more passion and sincerity. I love this album for its purity of intent and the raw power of the songwriting. Indie music at its best. Melancholy Sunday
This is the band Joey and I formed so many years ago. This album meant everything at one point — love, faith, vodka, desperation and I think a few broken ribs… Melancholy Sunday
The new EP from the aptly named regal murk is a striking piece of work, thick rivers of guitar swallowing tender vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 24, 2022