Kat Robichaud Channels Retro-Glam Heartbreak In Newest Single "Break My Heart"

“…a massive melodic heart… Robichaud remains the true star here, though, and armed with a superb tune, she adds a huge, soaring vocal that blends classic pop with a tinge of mid 80s AOR for extra oomph. Immediately loveable…” — Lee Realgone / Real Gone Rocks

“Kat Robichaud IS San Francisco’s Queen of Theatrical Rock & Neo-Glam!! …a truly magical being… charismatic, androgynous, and glamazingly talented artist…” — Sethyspice / Elastic Glam Radio

KAT ROBICHAUD, the powerhouse vocalist known for her top-10 run on NBC’s The Voice and her critically acclaimed immersive theater experience Misfit Cabaret, has released her latest single “Break My Heart.”

A shimmering blend of 70s glam rock and modern pop sensibility, “Break My Heart” is a high-octane anthem for the hopelessly romantic and the tragically bold.

Following the success of her previous cinematic releases, Robichaud continues to carve out a niche as the “Glam-Pop Queen of the Underground,” delivering a track that feels both like a vintage classic and a fresh, synth-driven floor-filler.

KAT ROBICHAUD is an Oakland-based singer, songwriter, and performance artist whose work has garnered critical acclaim for its theatricality, raw energy, and distinctive musical style. Her elaborate live shows and compelling storytelling have cultivated a devoted following, solidifying her reputation as one of the most exciting and fearless voices in independent music.

Robichaud prowls around the stage- a hellcat unleashed, furious to have been confined in southern 90s suburbia stasis. With various wigs and rock warrior whimsy, she shrieks catharsis that at once stops and rushes the blood of anyone within earshot of her siren song. Part Janis, part Bette, part Mama Cass- Robichaud writes murder ballads, broadway pop songs about anxiety, and neo-wave rock and roll on anything from alien sex to gaslighting puppeteers.

Existing in many forms- sometimes host of her hit musical variety show Misfit Cabaret, sometimes drag artist twirling her pearls in the spotlight of gay sex clubs, Robichaud feels most at home among her fellow queerdos, rattling off current hyperfixations and sipping whiskey with the stunning underground Bay Area artists who survived the gorging promises of corporations in late-stage capitolism. She’s a hell of a show woman and has had 20 years of stage time to prove it.
It doesn’t matter if she’s singing in a southern chain chicken joint, a 1,500 seat theater in Times Square, a painted plywood speakeasy, or in front of 15 million people watching her on The Voice- she will get your attention and hold it like she’ll die if she chooses to let go. And you hope she never will.