Cherry Bomb — the Los Angeles-based solo universe of MisterWives’ Mandy Lee — is back, and she’s not arriving quietly. With her new single, “Sorry You’re Not Sorry,” Lee continues her glittering dive into disco-pop glamour, turning the volume up on shimmering synth lines and dramatic violin flourishes that feel built for a dancefloor catharsis.
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This is a song about the moment the heart finally stops negotiating with what’s already gone. About choosing yourself, even when the choice comes with grief attached. “Sorry You’re Not Sorry” doesn’t deny the ache — it transforms it. Heartbreak becomes heartbeat; frustration becomes movement. It’s the kind of track that doesn’t ask you to forget what hurt you, but dares you to dance through it until it loosens its grip.
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“‘Sorry You’re Not Sorry’ is for the pivotal moment when you stop begging closed doors to open and make peace with the grief that comes with choosing closure over receiving it,” Lee shares. “It’s no surprise pain and pleasure are processed in the same part of the brain, and perhaps that’s why I often blur the line between the two in music.” It’s a statement that reads like a manifesto for Cherry Bomb itself: pleasure as survival, glamour as armour, pop as a place where the messy truth can still sparkle.
And the visuals match the scale of the emotion. The music video arrives in a riot of colour and theatricality — “biblical proportions,” with a knowing wink — introducing the Haus Of Cherry, a congregation of dancers, drag queens, showgirls, and divas who turn the screen into a neon-lit sanctuary. Feather boas, towering heels, bedazzled excess: it’s Cherry Bomb’s world in full bloom, channelling the flamboyant spirit of cult classics like The Rocky Horror Picture Show and the hyper-romantic fever dream of Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet.
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“The Haus Of Cherry dismantles a world I didn’t feel love and acceptance in,” Lee adds, “and it puts it back together anew with the help of a congregation of divas, a dazzling drag priest, and convent of showgirl nuns.” It’s camp with purpose — a reclamation. A funeral for guilt. A rebirth in sequins.
In Cherry Bomb’s church, shame doesn’t get a seat. Only love. Only community. Only the kind of confidence you earn after you’ve survived yourself — and decided you’re done apologising for it.
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Photo Credit: Matty Vogel, courtesy of Big Hassle Media
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