"Aunty Meredith" by One More Weekend

"Aunty Meredith" by One More Weekend

Melbourne’s One More Weekend write songs, and they drop you in the middle of emotional crossfires, and “Aunty Meredith” might be their darkest spiral yet. From the first few seconds, you feel like you’ve stepped into a foggy dream where the ground shifts under your feet. Gritty guitars pulse beneath Connor Dougan’s raw, aching vocals, and there’s this unshakable sense that something’s coming undone. It's a song that isn't chasing catharsis — it’s dragging you straight through the comedown.

The mood is heavy, but there’s precision in how the band builds tension. “Aunty Meredith” doesn’t explode so much as it slowly corrodes. One minute, you’re caught in a groove; the next, you're facing some version of yourself you’ve been avoiding. There’s a cinematic pull here — a creeping realisation that the party’s over and the silence afterwards is louder than any chorus. Each instrument feels soaked in something older than joy, but more honest than regret.

What One More Weekend pulls off with this track is something not many bands attempt: they make the unravelling feel beautiful. It’s a song for those strange hours when the night is ending and your reflection starts asking questions you can't answer. “Aunty Meredith” is a risk that lands. You won’t walk away from it feeling clean, but you will feel something. And in a world of polished noise, that’s worth everything.

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