Spinning Scars Into Songs: Anna Thoresen Releases DIRTY LAUNDRY

June 03, 2025

Spinning Scars Into Songs: Anna Thoresen Releases DIRTY LAUNDRY

Where the sun dips into smog on the Los Angeles horizon, casting a golden brushstroke over vinyl-hissing dreams and heartache that growls under neon lights, a voice slices through the static—Anna Thoresen. With Joan Jett's grit, Amy Winehouse's soul, and Stevie Nicks' wild wind to blow through her songs, Anna emerges not in the shadow of her influences, but as a fiery torch bearer of uncompromising, unapologetic truth. Her latest single, "DIRTY LAUNDRY", which came out on May 31st, isn't a song so much as it is a reckoning. A storm. A burst of freedom. A statement from an artist who's never allowed silence to stitch her seams.

"DIRTY LAUNDRY" flows like ink from a bottle opened after many years, its verses sewn together with rage, recovery, and the quiet defiance of living. From the ashes of disrespect, the song arose as Anna's catharsis—her soul's method of expressing enough. In the quiet of her home studio, she wrote, produced, and recorded the anthem alone, proving sometimes the best therapy is to take the pain and convert it into harmony. And for the first time ever, all of the instruments throb live, energizing the song with a boost of electricity thanks to bassist Danielle Koppell, whose fingers imparted Anna's fire heartbeat and thunder.

This is not just another breakup song. It's a milestone in Anna's evolution—a beacon that she's entered full control of her craft. Like Tina Turner returning from the fall, or Alanis Morissette pouring journal pages into rock, Anna's voice is both balm and dagger. With every gritty note and velvet growl, "DIRTY LAUNDRY" peels emotional armor and shapes it into something victorious. It's messy. It's beautiful. It's hers. And it stays long after the final chord disappears.

In no time, the stage at West Hollywood's Hotel Ziggy will pulsate with the same vibration when Anna takes the stage at the WFNM Showcase on July 1st. And as she sings with fire in her throat and freedom in her chest, the city will realize what Anna already knows—this song, this moment, is her reflection in full bloom. "DIRTY LAUNDRY," she says, "feels like me to my core." And perhaps that's the magic: in washing away the pain, she's uncovered something quite powerful—herself.