Davin McCoy

There’s a reason people say Davin McCoy doesn’t just write songs—he lives them. And nowhere is that more evident than in his newest album, The Wreckage. Raw, visceral, and unflinchingly honest, The Wreckage is less a collection of songs and more an excavation of the human heart. These are stories about what’s left after the fire: the ruins we visit, the love we lost, and the hope that maybe—just maybe—we can rebuild from the ashes.

On The Wreckage, McCoy invites listeners into deeply personal spaces, a place where emotions are both heavy and healing. Whether it’s the aching reflection of “Nothing Lasts Forever” or the heartbreaking intimacy of “I Never Think of You,” this record holds space for anyone who’s ever stood in their own ruins, wondering what’s left to salvage.

As Clint Ingersoll put it, “Davin McCoy isn’t just Davin McCoy on a stage. Or when he picks up a guitar. Or when he’s writing a song. It isn’t a ‘show’ or an ‘act’ that’s skin deep. He’s Davin McCoy to the marrow of his bones. It was absolutely frustrating sometimes making this record with him. Frustrating because even as a contributor to the process, if you’re not living between his ears and beneath his ribs the entire time, you’re an outsider. That’s also what I love about him and this record the most.”

That unrelenting dedication to authenticity didn’t go unnoticed by producer Dan Hannon, who adds, “Rarely have I encountered an artist so deeply intertwined with their work. Davin McCoy’s intensity in examining every aspect of his lyrics, vocals, emotions, and musicality is unmatched in my experience. As a producer, there were moments during the process where I questioned the approach, feeling the weight of Davin’s meticulous attention to every detail. Yet, listening to the final masters, I’m struck by how that dedication has paid off. The album is filled with magical moments and raw, visceral performances that hold you captive—leaving you breathless and wondering if he’s going to make it through to the other side.”

And according to Michael Wright, “Davin McCoy is a rare quantity—a person who is the living, breathing, walking, talking incarnation of the title ‘artist.’ In today’s music scene, that label is too easily attached to those unworthy. Davin’s music shines like a beacon encouraging us to dig deeper, to be fully honest, to take the uneasy risk of being known completely by our lyrics and melodies. From my vantage point, I see many records made in a year, but I can easily say that in 2024, no other project hit me so squarely between the eyes as The Wreckage by Davin McCoy. Bravo! Bravo!”

David Ryan Harris sums it up simply: “Davin is a completely authentic, literate, and soulful singer and storyteller. An artist’s artist to his core.”

The Wreckage isn’t just an album—it’s a reckoning. It’s McCoy standing knee-deep in the ruins, finding grace in grief, and offering listeners permission to feel everything without apology. It’s the soundtrack for those who haven’t “grown out of” heartbreak and still believe that music can pull something beautiful out of the pain.