Colors Austin Snell

• 1 Daddy's Eyes 03:46
• 2 Everything But Ok 03:18
• 3 Circles 03:05
• 4 My Favorite Scar 03:43
• 5 You Being You 02:21
• 6 Have It All 03:37
• 7 Colors 03:05
• Total Runtime 22:55

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Let’s just be real … sometimes country dresses up the past. But for Warner Records Nashville/River House Artists rising star Austin Snell, rose-colored glasses have never been part of the wardrobe.

Known for pushing the country envelope with a ferocious injection of sonic fury, Snell is no stranger to raw honesty, and his new EP Home Sweet Hell reveals another harsh reality. Far from romanticizing the good-old days, he shares an upbringing steeped in hard lessons, hard living, and hard rock; a familiar truth which nevertheless came with plenty to be proud of. It’s the follow-up to his 2024 album debut Still Bleeding – more powerful (and more brutal) than before. But as the singer-songwriter matures, the intensity is now in his introspection.

“The whole essence of Home Sweet Hell is the idea that things aren’t always what they seem,” Snell explains. “My career is a constant search for what makes me feel the way I felt when I first started writing music – and the edginess is not going anywhere, but I’m definitely doing some experimenting. I’m invested in my songwriting, and I want that to shine through.”

Born in Georgia and a veteran of the U.S. Air Force, Snell was raised on everything from Alan Jackson to Nirvana and Nickelback, a contrast which constantly shows in his original “grunge country” style. Fusing hard-hitting aggression with the deep-feeling confessions of a country troubadour, he’s spent the last two years turning social-media stardom into brash-and-broken hits like “Excuse the Mess” and “Pray All the Way Home,” racking up 383 million global career streams and a fanatical fanbase, which will put him on the road for more than 120 dates in 2025 – Home Sweet Hell headline tour included.

From cultural institutions like the Grand Ole Opry (where he recently invited fellow riser Hudson Westbrook to make his Opry debut) to major festivals like CMA Fest, Stagecoach, Summerfest, and more, Snell’s been lighting crowds on fire and earning respect for his blazing vocal rasp. But with Home Sweet Hell he fights nostalgia to find the truth, and pulls no punches along the way.

“I’m diving into my past and the tough things I experienced,” he admits. “It’s just being a little more vulnerable in my songwriting, which I’m thoroughly enjoying.”

With a baseline mix of tender toughness, it’s a project driven by the title track, “Home Sweet Hell,” as Snell stays true to country’s core ideals. Born from a return to his tiny South Georgia hometown, years after his last visit, the tunesmith found himself giving his girlfriend the grand tour – single stop light and sleepy Main Street included. But when they arrived in the driveway of his childhood home, her description of the “beautiful” house struck a nerve. … Looks can be deceiving.

“I was like, if you only knew what happened inside, it would be a different story,” he explains. “There’s a whole different side to things most people never see, and that’s what I’m trying to tap into.”

Co-penned in true method-writing style at a smoke-stained airport Motel 6, Snell teamed up with Nicolette Hayford, Kenny Whitmire, Riley Thomas, and producer Andrew Baylis for the track – a slow-burning country-rock ballad which rips inner turmoil from outward perfection.

Led by the cold cruelty of an echo-laden electric guitar, and with Snell’s blowtorch vocal toned down to a simmering smolder, it guides a seven-track EP (featuring six co-writes) to the crossroads of garage-rocking grit and country grace, as Snell confronts his demons.

Elsewhere, vicious distortion and pounding drums capture the clenched fists of a battle with toxic romance in “I Mean It,” while “Miles” and its new-to-Snell R&B groove becomes the soundtrack to new love’s promise. He looks outside his own writing with the raging punk pop of “Heavy Metal” – a pseudo-truck anthem carrying the weight of a bad breakup. And with the twang-metal banger “Drunk,” Snell blows off some much-needed steam, with middle fingers firmly in the air.

But it’s back on tracks like “Family Tree” where he touches the root of his music’s torrential torment. A self-examining, soul-baring ballad with a dusky acoustic sway, Snell walks deep into his own tangled past – not to find blame for his mistakes, but to grow beyond them.

“There’s a story behind every decision,” he says. “It dates back to a long, long line of people living in a certain way, and it would be so easy for me to blame my dad or his dad for my life now and the way I act. But I’ve grown a lot over the last couple of years.

“I try to be realistic, and say the things people aren’t saying,” he goes on. “That’s the part of country music I love the most.”

It’s a tough love, no doubt, much like the life Snell sings about in Home Sweet Hell – and with the hard-charging “Stuck In the Sticks,” he shows the pride it builds. A dobro-and-distortion anthem with gospel BGVs and thick, thundering drums, he tributes a life that is never flashy and doesn’t do regret, but is always honest. Snell has no time for anything else.

“You can go through some super hard times in life and still be proud of it on the other side,” he explains. “All of it just makes you who you are, and that’s the essence of this EP. It speaks to what’s coming in the future, for sure.”

Austin Snell

Austin Snell
Nashville might be known as a 10-year town, a place where it takes a decade or more to get noticed. But for River House Artists/Warner Music Nashville’s Austin Snell, the rules have never really applied. You’re not supposed to fuse hard-rocking sonic aggression with the deep-feeling confessions of a country troubadour. You’re not supposed to just drift into Nashville with a battered old guitar and write a career-launching hit, either. But Snell has done both. And now, just one year into his Music City tenure, he’s well on his way to making “grunge country” as familiar a term as “honky tonk.”

After his gritty “Excuse the Mess” gathered 1 million streams in its first week of independent release, Snell has gone on to drop a handful of hard-core country rockers, with momentum building behind the sound. A quarter of a million TikTok followers and over 50 million total streams. Big time playlist placements on Spotify, Apple Music, Pandora, and more. A rare SiriusXM Highway Find accolade – the same one bestowed on now-superstars like Maren Morris and Luke Combs. And distincA native of small-town Dudley, Georgia, Snell grew up with a modern rock-loving father and a mother drawn to country radio – a fact reinforced by the family’s collection of four total CDs, ones by Nickelback, Three Doors Down, Creed, and Alan Jackson. Traveling the South to race go-karts on weekends, Snell ended up internalizing every note of those records, and feeling at home whenever they were playing, no matter where he was at the time. But it wasn’t until joining the Air Force that music became a passion. Nineteen years old, 1,000 miles from home, and alone for the first time, he passed the long evenings with a cheap acoustic guitar, belting out the same tunes he grew up on with a few clumsy chords. But you can only pretend to be Chad Kroeger for so long. Already obsessed and unable to visit home due to COVID-19, Snell dove into writing songs like he heard on country radio – heartfelt, melodic, and filled with clever hooks. Then his mom did what moms do.

It all points to that rare sort of star who has found his mark early – and there’s more on the way. But if you ask the humble hitmaker, he’s no visionary genius. Just a guy who loves hard rock and country in equal measure, with a deep understanding of struggle … and a voice that sheds light in the dark. “It seems to keep clicking, and I don't really know why,” the emerging star admits. But that modesty belies a wild ride.

“I let my mom talk me into posting my stuff on Facebook for our friends,” he says with a chuckle. “People ended up liking it, so that's what I did in my free time. I would write songs and just post them, to see what people though

Unsurprisingly, his audience soon grew, and the wild ride got wilder. After returning home and deciding he’d rather write songs than work a shift, Snell made up his mind to try Nashville. But after doctors found a benign tumor in his back, it was the spring of 2022 before he finally arrived.

At first, Snell just went with the flow, learning the ropes of Nashville’s well-established co-writing scene. But at 24 years old, and only 5 years after first picking up a guitar, things were about to change.

“I moved with the plan of not putting anything out until I found something different, something nobody else was doing that felt authentic for me,” Snell explains. “I didn't know how long that was gonna take, but then we wrote ‘Excuse the Mess,’ and it just opened my world.”

Co-written with Presley Aaron and Christian Yancey, the low-down power ballad was the first track Snell wrote with a hard-rock edge – and it was definitely different. With distorted, dark-energy guitars, thundering drums, and a wounded vocal at the end of its emotional rope, it mixed metal toughness with the gritty imagery of a classic country depression ballad, soaked in booze and strung out on love – and like all the best Nashville tunes, it was true. Feeling alone and overwhelmed during a rough patch in his Air Force days, Snell sent up a prayer and signed off with the eventual hook, “excuse the mess.”

“I don't express myself a whole lot, so these songs are kind of my way to do it,” he says. “I posted that one online the same day we wrote it, and by the next day, it had over 600,000 views."

After that, the rising star released two more hard-charging, left-of-center anthems (an unexpected cover of Cassadee Pope’s “Wasting All These Tears” and “Get There First”), signed publishing and record deals, and has now begun the next chapter.

Tunes like “Send You the Bill” follow in the footsteps of “Excuse the Mess,” another shadowy example of soul-crushing pain wrapped in a grungy exterior – like a brokenhearted cowboy ballad for the modern age. Likewise, “Cold” stands as a slow-burning rocker with an icy message to a former flame, a somber steel guitar adding some desolate country desperation. But it’s the heavy-hearted power ballad “Pray All the Way Home” where Snell solidifies his sound.

Co-written with Andrew Baylis, Michael Whitworth, and Cam Walker, it’s a track about living fast and running hard – and knowing without a doubt, your mistakes will catch up eventually. Mixing blacked-out rock aggression with inward-facing, late-night country reflection – plus a bit of an electronic buzz – it points the way forward for one of Nashville’s most exciting new talents, proving some rules are really more like suggestions.

It’s only been a year so far. Imagine what 10 will bring.

“I grew up on both sides of this music, so I just hope people know it’s real to me,” Snell explains. “I think that's my main goal, to make my own sound and let everyone know I’m not trying to copy anybody else. I’m going to pave my own way.”

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