The final song, the unspoken words.
“Love Left on the Table” is that sigh at the end of it all —
a slow-burning blues confession for the love that stayed unclaimed.
No dramatic goodbye, no slammed doors. Just silence… and a chair left pulled out.

Woven with smoky guitar licks and quiet heartbreak,
this bonus track closes the journey with grace,
reminding us that sometimes the truest stories are the ones that never found their ending.

This is blues at its most vulnerable.
This is what’s left behind.

Love Left on the Table (Bonus Track)

Hard to Hold, Easy to Leave

🎵 Don’t call the cops, just roll with it- (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🎶

✨ A remake of an extremely popular Brady kent song. 

A provocative look into the world of fashion, trendy clothes and styles. 'Dont call the cops just roll with it. She's at a gig in cherry red lipstick', needs humming in the shower before you got out for the evening.

Step into the raw, edgy world of  the "Heroin Chic Look" , a provocative indie anthem that challenges societal standards and explores the allure of rebellion and unconventional beauty. 
With striking lyrics and a mesmerizing melody, this track boldly stands out as a fearless statement on individuality and expression.

 The official lyric video brings the song’s essence to life with captivating visuals that mirror its artistic and unapologetic tone. Whether you’re a fan of indie music with grit or looking for a track that resonates with your rebellious spirit, "Don’t call the cops, just roll with it" will leave a lasting impression. 

Do you wear cheery red lipstick ?

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Don’t call the cops, just roll with it

Some lessons hit different when you grow into them.
This one’s for the late realizations, the good hurt, and every moment that made you feel something real.

Worth the Squeeze

Track 3 "Love Is My..." ft. Rita More is taken from the AI album M.I.R.A (Make It Real Again) by Deviant Grooves

M.I.R.A (Make It Real Again)

Love Is My...

Love Is My... ft. Rita More

“Late August” captures that end-of-summer haze - cicadas fading, the Texas air cooling just enough, and love that feels like it might carry into fall. It’s groove-heavy, soulful, and laced with the kind of storytelling that ties back to the Coffee Shop Bangerz project. If you’ve been vibin’ with Worth the Squeeze and Thicker Than Honey, this one pulls those threads forward while bringing in a fresh, upbeat push to close out the summer.

Late August

This EP features two alternative versions of "Fatal Disease", a blues-infused country ballad with a bluesy-jazz feel, powerful vocal performances, and plenty of guitar work.

Fatal Disease (B-Side)

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Verse 1:
In the quiet of the evening, when the stars begin to gleam,
Your memory comes creepin', like a soft, forgotten dream.
The way your touch would linger, on my skin so warm and true,
Now I'm left here wonderin', what I'd give to be with you.
Chorus:
Oh, baby, whispers in the night,
Callin' out your name under the moonlight.
Heart's been achin' since you walked away,
But in my soul, your love will always stay.
Whispers in the night, they're pullin' me through,
Tell me, darlin', do you hear them too?
Verse 2:
Rain tappin' on the window, like the tears I try to hide,
Every song on the radio reminds me of our ride.
We danced through stormy weather, held on tight through the pain,
But now the silence echoes, drivin' me insane.
Bridge 1:
And in the hush of midnight, when the world is fast asleep,
Those whispers in the night, they cut so deep.
Echoin' promises we made, under the same old sky,
Fadin' like shadows, but they never die.
Chorus:
Oh, baby, whispers in the night,
Callin' out your name under the moonlight.
Heart's been achin' since you walked away,
But in my soul, your love will always stay.
Whispers in the night, they're pullin' me through,
Tell me, darlin', do you hear them too?
Verse 3:
Mornin' light creeps in, but the darkness lingers on,
Your scent on the pillow, remindin' me you're gone.
We built a fire together, now it's ashes in the wind,
But I'll keep on searchin' for where our love begins again.
Bridge 2:
Through the veil of loneliness, where the heartaches reside,
Those whispers in the night, they're my only guide.
Pullin' me closer to the edge of what we were,
In the quiet moments, your voice is all I hear.
Chorus (Outro):
Oh, baby, whispers in the night,
Callin' out your name under the moonlight.
Heart's been achin' since you walked away,
But in my soul, your love will always stay.
Whispers in the night... they're pullin' me through,
Fade into the dawn, but I'll remember you.

My soft forgotten dream

A gritty funky blues track. About looking at one's own life from the point of view of 'what I am doing with the time I have?' This is how it goes:

What am I to do with the death bed blues?
You don’t want to be in my shoes
But you don’t get to choose
Win or lose…It’s going to happen to you….
That’s why we get those,
yes we all get those death bed, dead time blues

So what ya going to do, With the life you live
Have you got something for him, 
something to give,  
Anything to live for, something to be forgiven for
I’ll open the door, just for you, 
when you get the death bed blues

When the time comes don’t run, 
there’s nowhere to run, 
You can’t run out on a deal that’s been done
You start breathing heavy 
when the process has begun,
laugh till you pass…..I'll be there with you, 
when you get those death bed..
dead time blues

When I get them too, 
I buy something new….
Avoid the fact, that it will be back
If it’s me next, I slip away on a pretext,
but oh no, when you’re due,
no hiding from the death bed
Dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Oh keep me out of that depressing room, that undressing room, where you loom
Where you lose your bloom, 
and just whose tune you was singing to, 
and who pointed to the moon, 
said you might not be breathing soon
That’s why we get those death bed, dead time blues

But I suspect, even though I'm wrecked
that I should have checked in before I check out,
grab my drink before I'm chucked out, 
but I messed about, just to get paid, laid, 
then I was splayed, I'm on the floor,
I am no more, it’s nothing new,
I have the Death bed, dead time blues

no one wants to be kept in check, or henpecked,
find away without fear,
have some respect,
who knows what’s correct in this crazy world that’s a cult or sect,
that no one suspects they’re caught in it too…
no wonder we all get those death bed, dead time blues

it’s the end of time, it’s the end of the line
the end of me and the end of mine
it’s your last chance to shine,
the way we live is a crime,
if you don’t do what you’re here to do
I can assure you, 
You’ll get the death bed, dead time blues

I got the Death bed blues, yes I do
I'm slimming to be beautiful just for you
Maybe you will pass me by, tell me some lies
So I can avoid that end time bad news
It’s going to happen to me too…
I get the Death bed
Death bed dead time blues

Death Bed, Dead Time Blues

Love never sounded this smoky. “Closer to You” blends retro soul with Deep House, Indie Dance, and Mississippi Blues.

Closer to You

Love tastes like danger. “Sweet Addiction” blends retro soul with Deep House, Indie Dance, and Mississippi Blues.

Sweet Addiction

Blending a Nashville heart with a futuristic soul, the Beau Williams Band is a project conceived by songwriter and producer Beau Williams. The band marries human creativity with artificial intelligence to showcase Williams' songwriting.
While Williams crafts the songs and writes the lyrics, the band's instrumentalists are artificial. The result is a sonic example of Williams' writing that feels both familiar and entirely new—classic country storytelling and rich harmonies backed by the precision and innovation of the tech age.
Drawing inspiration from artists like Jason Isbell, Sturgill Simpson, Chris Stapleton, Zac Brown Band, and more, Williams' writing delivers a sound that's as authentic as it is technically brilliant. It's a testament to the idea that music isn't just about who plays the notes, but about the heart behind the song.