Gabrielle Manna's new single, "Curse Your Name," is a certified indie synth-pop banger. It strolls in on an unimpeachable swagger, a glissando of pop-rock cool, and just a hint of Big Bad Retro Shimmer, here to get you dancing out of your pants, which it may or may not be wearing. But for all that groovy happiness, don't be deceived by the glitter: There's a potent story of survival, reckoning, and recovery underneath.
While Manna's deeply personal trauma inspires them, her late stepfather abused her, and the artist doesn't shy away from the hard truths. Instead, she reclaims them with a synth-infused scream, not a whimper. "Curse Your Name" is her catharsis: an anthem for those having to unhook themselves from their pain, forgive the child who bore it, and walk boldly into a lighter future.
What's remarkable is how skillfully Manna creates space for celebration and sorrow. The lyrics are raw on healing one's inner child and the messy path to forgiving yourself, but the production never weighs you down. Instead, it lifts you. This is a song to blast with the windows down, for dancing alone in your room, for belting out the words you used to be too afraid to let fall from your lips.
Emotional bravery is baked into every beat of "Curse Your Name"; it isn't just a catchy tune but a stance. Manna speaks for those figuring out how to walk the messy, meandering path to recovery and shows that resilience can coexist with a beat drop. With its irrepressible pace and straight-from-the-stomach honesty, "Curse Your Name" deserves to be heard beyond: across radio airwaves and playlists, from festival stages, and between hearts in need of comfort.
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