The first time I heard “GIANT” by Abnorm, I was doing my makeup before a gig—black liner, sharp as hell, leather pants already zipped. I’d just gotten off a call with some dude in the industry who had the nerve to explain to me how I should market myself. I didn’t even have a name for the fire crawling up my spine until this track hit. But the second Abbie Rose spat out, “Ate, devoured, licked my teeth / Ain’t got nothing on me”—I knew exactly what I was feeling: vengeance.
“GIANT” is more than a song. It’s a fucking war cry.
Abbie Rose didn’t just write this to vent. She carved it out of her own experience—one that a lot of us women in music know way too well. That exhausting, soul-chewing dance of being underestimated. Talked over. Told to smile more. Told to play nice. She took every one of those moments, bled them into this track, and lit the whole thing on fire.
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This isn’t your typical empowerment anthem wrapped in sweet little metaphors. Nah, Abbie goes full monster mode. This is her in predator heels, stepping on the egos of every smug industry prick who thought she’d play small. “Squash those who wrong me / Crush your bones and eat you up for supper, supper”—I mean, come on. That’s a mic drop wrapped in fishnets and smeared lipstick.
The riff hits like a sledgehammer to the chest. It’s primal, gritty, and struts with the kind of swagger you can’t fake. And Abbie’s voice? She doesn’t just sing—she owns the damn space. There’s a sneer in her tone, a full-body flex that says, “You should’ve known better.” And the way she growls “They call me BFG / But I’m not big, nor friendly”? Yeah. That’s the moment I threw my mascara wand across the room and headbanged like a lunatic in my bathroom mirror.
The track builds like a beast pacing its cage. Every verse is a new layer of armor, every chorus a battle axe swung in perfect rhythm. And that “Fee-fi-fo-fum” chant? Fucking delicious. It’s childish on the surface—until it’s twisted into something menacing and unrelenting. It’s Abbie turning fairy tales on their head and planting her flag right in the middle of your comfort zone.
What I love most about “GIANT” is that it doesn’t beg for space—it takes it. Loudly. Without apology. It’s for every woman who’s ever had her ideas stolen, her confidence picked apart, her ambition downplayed as “cute.” It’s the sonic equivalent of reclaiming your time with a flamethrower.
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There’s a lot of rage here, yeah—but it’s the kind that’s refined. The kind that’s been sharpened by years of side-eyes and backhanded compliments. The kind that says, “You thought I was your little puppet? Nah, dude. I’m the fucking puppeteer.”
I needed this song. We need this song. Not just to scream in the car or stomp down the sidewalk like a villain in heels—but to remind ourselves that our rage is holy, and our power is ours to command.
So here’s to Abbie Rose and the boys of Abnorm. They didn’t just drop a track—they dropped a goddamn thunderclap. And if “GIANT” doesn’t make you wanna flip a table and claim your crown, you’re probably still playing Jack and the Beanstalk. And sweetie, Jack gets stomped.
Turn it up. Rip your tights. Scare the neighbors. And don’t ever, ever play small again.
