Together, But Louder – Nothing More
“We’re In This Together” isn’t some kumbaya anthem—it’s a fist in the air from a band that refuses to back down. Nothing More takes chaos and turns it into catharsis,

“We’re In This Together” isn’t some kumbaya anthem—it’s a fist in the air from a band that refuses to back down. Nothing More takes chaos and turns it into catharsis,
“You Know I Would” proves Gary Hoey doesn’t need lyrics—his guitar speaks fluent emotion. It’s blues, it’s rock, it’s everything your favorite playlist forgot how to feel. Every bend, every
“Run It Back” proves Mario hasn’t lost an ounce of soul—he’s just seasoned it. It’s smooth, swaggering, and laced with that perfect R&B polish that makes you forget time ever
“Mean” is a reminder that pop-punk grows up but never really calms down. The guitars are cleaner, the anger’s more focused, and the hooks still stick like superglue. It’s attitude
“Vultures” circles slow, sizing up the wreckage of love with the swagger only Hinder could pull off. It’s part heartbreak, part hangover, and entirely unapologetic. The riffs snarl, the vocals
Julian Lennon’s “Because” is all grace and gravity, delivered with the calm confidence of someone who doesn’t need to prove a damn thing. The song floats, aches, and glows like
“Heartbreak” is exactly what its title promises—quiet devastation wrapped in elegance. Ivy turns pain into atmosphere, and every soft vocal lands like a whisper that still hurts. It’s fragile, graceful,
Only Garbage could write “The Day That I Met God” and make it sound both blasphemous and beautiful. Shirley Manson spits truth like poetry, cutting through the noise with brutal
“Out In The Dark” feels like an open diary written by candlelight. Tweedy strips everything back—just voice, air, and honesty. It’s the sound of someone wrestling with quiet truths and
“Find A Way” doesn’t whisper hope—it demands it. Faithless builds their beats like cathedrals, where every pulse feels spiritual and every lyric aches with purpose. It’s both hypnotic and human,