The beautiful, melodic, heartfelt new stomping pop rock anthem from ‘By Small Ruin’ is entitled ‘My Angel’
By Small Ruin is an anagram for Bryan Mullis, keeping his music and lifestyle as true to self as possible.
VINEMA ROCK MUSIC VIDEO PREMIERES: Arena sized production and fast paced sonic guitars, it’s a sex on fire moment for Bryan Mullis a.k.a ‘By Small Ruin’ who unleashes his mighty rock lament ‘My Angel” – Vinema ROCKS
Busking since high school, the college dropout has made his way across the country playing to anyone who listened. His talent and dedication lead to sharing the stage with artists like DAWES, WILD and Briston Maroney.
As a teen, one of Bryan’s favourite activities with his friends was climbing water towers and hanging upside down from the top by only their knees.
Bryan was notorious for doing what he wanted, when he wanted, including sneaking out of his parent’s house and hitch-hiking a 10-hour ride to Florida to surprise his girlfriend on the beach.
More recently, Bryan’s brother almost lost his life in a car accident. Dealing with those feelings inspired his musical journey that brought him unforetold adventures.
He often tells the story of being attacked in a convenience store which:
“lead to a full-fledged movie-like fight that included knocking over shelves and throwing beer bottles. The store was destroyed.”
From waking up to SWAT teams thinking the band’s van was owned by a nearby active shooter, to unexpectedly playing a nudist pool party of 100+ people, BSR’s thrilling lifestyle is certainly rendered in their music and performance.
The latest single ‘My Angel’ from ‘By Small Ruin’ is out now.
LYRICS SPECIAL – MY ANGEL – BY SMALL RUIN
Daddy was a good man He kept it in the road Something must have happened I don't know Today was just the first day His letter still unread As I lay down to bed I can hear him Sleep, my angel Not a peep, my angel Momma's being quiet She won't visit your stone Can't accept you're never coming home Sis, she ain't much better That's why I'm here alone As I lay down this rose, hear me saying Sleep, my angel Not a peep, my angel Maybe you felt you were on your own Overwhelmed, it's easy to lose hope If I had only known, you were at the end of your rope November makes three years now I've got a son of my own I tell him of the one he'll never know I hope you're somehow watching When I lay him down to rest I sing to him that sweet song I know best It goes like this Sleep, my angel Not a peep, my angel Sleep, my angel Not a peep, my angel