Some songs arrive like a whisper. Rachel DeeLynn’s “Egomaniac!” kicks the door down in platform boots and lights the room on fire. Clocking in at just two and a half minutes, her debut single is a chaotic, captivating jolt of pop-punk adrenaline — the kind of track that makes you want to scream in the mirror, burn an old love letter, and then dance on the ashes.
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From the opening guitar riff — distorted, jagged, and unapologetically loud — “Egomaniac!” makes it clear that DeeLynn isn’t here to be polite. She’s here to burn the ego at both ends. It’s a sonic temper tantrum in the best way, steeped in the attitude of early Avril Lavigne, the emotional volatility of Olivia Rodrigo, and the don’t-give-a-damn swagger of P!nk’s Try This era.
The song barrels through its runtime with reckless confidence, every lyric delivered with the bite of someone who’s been there, done that, and now has no problem calling you out for it. “You love the sound of your own voice — good thing there’s no room for mine,” she howls on the chorus, dripping with sarcasm and clarity. It’s equal parts breakup anthem and personal exorcism, the kind of track that turns emotional whiplash into empowerment.
DeeLynn’s vocal performance is the track’s beating heart — raw, emotive, and tinged with just enough chaos to feel dangerously alive. She doesn’t over-sing; she means it. There’s a raspy, untamed quality that calls to mind Hayley Williams at her most unfiltered, or Taylor Momsen on a particularly pissed-off day. Whether she’s sneering or soaring, you believe every syllable.
“Egomaniac!” is a study in emotional reclamation — it’s about realizing someone’s narcissism has been eating you alive and choosing, finally, to spit it back. But DeeLynn doesn’t wallow. Instead, she weaponizes the truth, delivering gut-punch lines with a wink and a snarl. It’s confessional, yes, but it’s also confrontational — this is not your sad-girl heartbreak song. This is your war paint.
The production is tight and deliberate, walking the tightrope between chaos and control. Guitars thrash and churn, drums crash like thunder, and yet there’s a pop precision underneath it all that keeps things irresistibly hooky. You could mosh to it or belt it out alone in your car — either way, the catharsis hits.
“Egomaniac!” doesn’t just announce Rachel DeeLynn — it introduces a force of nature. Her sound is fierce, feminine, and just unhinged enough to be thrilling. With her signing to Clinetel Records and a number-one debut on multiple indie charts, she’s clearly not just crashing the pop-punk revival party — she’s headlining it.
If “Egomaniac!” is any indication of what’s to come, buckle up. Rachel DeeLynn isn’t just a new voice — she’s a necessary one. And she’s only getting louder.
Garth Thomas