On Her New Single “Abigail,” Susie McCollum writes to her younger self and turns restraint into refuge.
Susie McCollum has released “Abigail,” a hush-toned dispatch that extends the promise of her 2024 debut EP, Tempt My Fate. The American indie artist frames a chill meditation in the crosswinds of indie pop and neo-soul: supple grooves, gauzy ambience, and a voice that smolders without theatrics. McCollum’s poetic candor carries the narrative—an address to a young self split between expectation and freedom—while the arrangement keeps its distance, letting air and echo act as co-authors. You hear the lineage: Joni Mitchell’s diarist clarity shadowed by Amy Winehouse’s dusky grain, reinterpreted with modern restraint. “Abigail” feels less like a confession than a permission slip, a gentle summons to belong to oneself before the world drafts its agreements.
The song’s dreamy hush works medicinally; it doesn’t push catharsis, it coaxes it. McCollum sings to the “wandering girl” with an intimacy that never curdles into nostalgia, inviting the inner child to sit at the table and choose what’s next hand in hand. The tempo drifts at a pace, giving listeners room to breathe, to lay down armor, to remember the reasons that started them moving. Texturally, the track wears a soft-focus glow—silhouettes instead of outlines—so that lyric turns arrive like revelations rather than boldface italics. By the last refrain, “Abigail” has become a sanctuary for evenings and unhurried walks: a map sketched in pencil, a promise to step forward without abandoning who first dreamed. It’s honest, versatile, and beautifully lived-in—like the future learning to speak.
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