With ‘Pour Me Another’, Sleeping Together fills a glass with late-night regret, swirls it with swagger, and serves it neat. The track drips with the emotional residue of a night stretched too thin- romance blurred by bar lights and blurred judgment- but told with the kind of conviction that makes you believe they’d do it all over again.
This is a mood tucked into the corner booth of some all-night dive. Frontman Alexander Lloyd-Jones croons like he’s equal parts wounded and wired, spinning tales of doomed affection with the dry wit of someone who knows exactly how this story ends, but leans into it anyway. The delivery feels effortless but lived, like a well-worn leather jacket that still holds the scent of too many nights out.
The band keeps things taut and tight- Michael Corry’s guitar lines jangle and strut with purpose, while Amber Hughes lays down a beat that straddles punchy and poised. Daniel Turton’s bass pulses low and steady, grounding the chaos with just enough restraint to keep things from toppling over. Think The Strokes’ slickness, filtered through the raw honesty of early Libertines- but cleaner and sharper.
Producer Andrea Cozzaglio’s touch keeps the track from fraying at the edges. Everything here is dialed in- slick, but not sterile; clean, but not cold. It’s indie rock that still leaves some dirt under the fingernails.
‘Pour Me Another’ captures the magic and mess of the hour between last call and what comes next. It’s not trying to be clever for the sake of clever- it’s reaching for something real in the haze. In doing so, Sleeping Together have crafted a song that it haunts, in the best way.