Emily Mulenga returns with a shimmer and a pulse on her second self-produced single, Call Out My Name, released May 2, 2025. The track is an electro-pop gem that manages to be both emotionally intimate and sonically expansive—like a diary entry scribbled across a glowing city skyline. With its dreamy textures and addictive hooks, the song positions Mulenga as a fresh voice with both a vision and the production chops to bring it to life.
Call Out My Name is an invitation—to feel, to remember, and maybe even to believe in second chances. At its core, the track is a meditation on lost love and the magnetic pull of what once was. But instead of leaning into heartbreak with somber tones, Mulenga does something smarter: she turns the ache of longing into a danceable, late-night anthem. The result is a lush, layered soundscape where nostalgia becomes not a weight but a wave—something to float on rather than drown in.
From the opening notes, there’s an undeniable sense of movement. Synths bubble beneath Mulenga’s vocals, evoking the quiet hum of streetlights and passing cars. The verses pulse with restraint, setting a mood that feels cinematic—like walking alone through a city you once knew with someone else. But just as the melancholy sets in, the chorus lifts it. The track bursts open with vibrant pop energy, a rush of sound that’s both euphoric and bittersweet. It’s in this interplay between shadow and shine that the song really finds its groove.
Mulenga’s production choices are a standout feature. Every beat and synth layer feels intentional, contributing to the song’s immersive atmosphere. There’s a sophistication in the way she balances delicacy and power. Her vocals, soft yet confident, glide effortlessly over the instrumental, drawing the listener into her emotional world without ever overselling it. It’s the sound of someone in complete control of their artistic identity, and that clarity comes through in every measure.
What’s perhaps most compelling about Call Out My Name is how it captures the emotional contradictions of memory. The lyrics speak to a desire to rewind, to rewrite, to reconnect—but they do so without bitterness. There’s vulnerability here, yes, but also agency. Mulenga doesn’t beg to be remembered; she stands in the middle of the night and simply says, “Call out my name.” The request is open, but not desperate. It’s romantic, but never naive.
This duality is what makes the track linger long after the final chorus fades. You can dance to it. You can cry to it. You can play it alone on headphones or blast it through speakers with the windows down. It’s music for the moments in between—the ones where we wonder what could have been, while still moving forward.
As her second self-produced single, Call Out My Name also signals an exciting direction for Emily Mulenga as a multi-hyphenate artist. She’s not just writing and singing—she’s crafting every detail of her sonic world. In an era where authenticity and originality are often marketed more than they’re truly embodied, Mulenga is doing the work. She’s building something from the ground up, and it shows.
With this release, Mulenga proves that she’s more than a promising talent—she’s a fully-formed artist with a voice that deserves to be heard and a sound that’s impossible to ignore. Call Out My Name doesn’t shout; it glows, pulses, and pulls you closer. And if this is the kind of magic she’s making on her own, it’s clear that Emily Mulenga is just getting started.
In a crowded pop landscape, she’s carving out her own luminous lane—where memory meets melody, and longing becomes something you can dance to.
