Step closer.
My Murder gathers where truth still echoes.
Here, I share the stories I never told — the beautiful, the broken, the ones that never made it to stage.
The things I only send to the ones who know how to hold them.
Like crows, we stay.
We watch.
We remember.
Because in this Murder, no one walks alone.
Join Murder of Crows and step inside my private world —
personal memoirs, unreleased demos, and the raw moments that don’t belong anywhere else.
You’ll get a weekly story — a three-minute memoir, a truth, a piece of the world I don’t give the public.
You’ll also get 20% off and first access to limited Murder-Only Merch drops.
The door is open.
Step through.
Step into the shadows with me, where the Mob gathers. Here, I share the stories I’ve never told—dark and raw, good and bad. Like crows, we stick together. We protect, we mourn, we grow. Because in the Mob, we’re never truly alone.
Join the Mob of Crows, and you’ll be more than just a fan. You’ll unlock my private world—personal memoirs, forgotten videos, unreleased demos, and more. Plus, get a 20% discount and access to exclusive Mob-Only merch.




~ Rock Fueguino




~Rock Fueguino
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Born from the brackish waters of the Chesapeake, I’m a restless soul, wistful of what’s not, and scared to grow old. The moon, old trees, and forgotten spirits keep me company. Some say I’m haunted—maybe they’re right. But I believe we can change this world, so I march into the darkness while others tread gently into the light. This is where I belong and I welcome you to the ride … all aboard the train to Windy Hill.
Born from the brackish waters of the Chesapeake, I’m a restless soul, wistful of what’s not, and scared to grow old. The moon, old trees, and forgotten spirits keep me company. Some say I’m haunted—maybe they’re right. But I believe we can change this world, so I march into the darkness while others tread gently into the light. This is where I belong and I welcome you to the ride … all aboard the train to Windy Hill.
... from my hometown, Historic Kent Island, Maryland.
Murder of Crows isn’t for the faint-hearted.
It’s for the ones who see through the noise — the rebels, the dreamers, the ones still chasing something real.
We’re not chasing the industry. We’re building something that can’t be bought — connection, truth, and art that bleeds a little.
Here, you’re not joining a list. You’re stepping into the Murder — a circle of kindred souls who know the dark isn’t the enemy.
It’s where the light gets honest.