Poppy a sorti son septième album studio, Empty Hands, le 23 janvier 2026 via Sumerian Records. L’album mêle des éléments industriels, pop et surréalistes, et se caractérise par des sonorités lourdes, dominées par les guitares et l’électronique.
Aucune discipline musicale ne semble étrangère à Poppy. Elle n’est pas seulement performeuse, mais aussi réalisatrice de vidéos, autrice de bandes dessinées de science-fiction et musicienne parcourant le monde. Poppy est une artiste en constante évolution, qui réinvente sans cesse son univers musical — et surtout quelqu’un qu’il faut absolument (re)découvrir sur scène !
Le lundi 30 mars, elle présentera Empty Hands à l’AB, et il reste encore des billets !
- ‘Poppy’s seventh album is not just a visceral eruption of rage, but her most chameleonic, creative body of work to date.’ – Kerrang
- “Rot in piss in your shallow grave,” Poppy shrieks like a banshee on “Dying to Forget,” a frantic, stomping thrasher in which Poppy’s vocal in the chorus swoops in on the listener (and subject of the song) like a hawk dropping out of the sky to grab hold of its scurrying prey with razor-sharp talons. And that is far from the only moment on this record when Poppy unleashes her corrosive, spiteful, and well-earned rage. ‘ – New Noise Magazine
- "Empty Hands" marks Poppy’s seventh studio album, and with each new release, she crystallizes her identity as a true visionary unconcerned with genre. The album draws from eclectic influences, with industrial elements, pop sensibilities, and moments that call back to Poppy’s surrealist roots with her signature uncanny, machine-like voice.’ – Front View Magazine
- ‘Poppy remains a curious, wonderful weirdo — one still intent on corrupting and distorting big-room metal into new shapes, whether sleeker or uglier. If a definable thesis exists for Poppy, it’s that the strangest sounds and voices in music are just as valuable as the prettiest ones, and that the real magic happens when you mash them together, turning catchy metal into a chaotic, mutated conversation between beauty and noise.’ – Revolver Magazine