I still pour the coffee

I still pour the coffee is a quiet ache disguised as a daily ritual. In this new single, huskybeth captures the strange, stubborn afterlife of love—the way it lingers not in grand gestures, but in the smallest habits that refuse to die. The kettle still boils. The mug still comes out. The coffee is still poured. Even when the person it was meant for is long gone.

Written and produced by Craig Keeler-Milne, the song is a masterclass in emotional restraint and clarity. Recorded at big place in Sydney, the track carries the unmistakable feel of a room where listening comes first. Nothing is rushed. Nothing is overcooked. Every sound exists to serve the story.

Built around huskybeth’s unmistakable vocal—intimate, warm, and slightly frayed at the edges—the song sits in that beautiful space between indie pop, alt-folk, and late-night soul. It’s restrained but emotionally loaded, letting silence and space do as much work as the melody itself. There’s no dramatic crescendo here, no theatrical heartbreak. Instead, the song trusts the listener to recognise the feeling immediately: that soft, hollow moment when you realise you’re still acting as if someone might walk back into the room.

Lyrically, I still pour the coffee is devastating in its simplicity. The title line lands not as a metaphor you have to decode, but as a truth you feel in your bones. It’s about muscle memory, about love etched so deeply into routine that it keeps happening long after the relationship has ended. The song understands that grief doesn’t always scream; sometimes it just quietly makes two cups when only one is needed.

Production-wise, the track is beautifully uncluttered. Gentle keys and understated guitar textures drift around the vocal rather than competing with it, creating a sense of intimacy that feels almost confessional. There’s a lived-in warmth to the recording—an authenticity that comes from experienced hands knowing when not to add more. The result feels close, human, and quietly devastating.

What makes I still pour the coffee particularly powerful is its emotional honesty. There’s no self-pity, no bitterness, no attempt to tidy up the mess of unresolved feeling. Huskybeth allows the song to exist in that unresolved space, where love and loss overlap, and where moving on is still very much a work in progress. It’s a reminder that healing isn’t linear—and that sometimes the hardest habits to break are the ones rooted in care.

This is a song for anyone who has loved deeply and quietly. For anyone who knows that the smallest gestures can carry the heaviest weight. I still pour the coffee doesn’t demand your attention—it earns it, slowly, one small ritual at a time.