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Jeremy Williams-Chalmers
Arts Correspondent
@jeremydwilliams
12:00 AM 4th October 2025
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Review

Albums: Perrie,

Perrie

Tracks: Forget About Us; If He Wanted To He Would; Sand Dancer; Rocket Scientist; Baby Steps; Bonnie and Clyde; Pushing Up Daisies; Cute Aggression; Miss You; Punchline; Put You First; Absofuckinglutely; Where You Are; Same Place Different View; You Go Your Way; Goodbye My Friend

Label: Sony Music


Going solo after being part of one of the UK’s most beloved girl groups inevitably invites comparison — and for the members of Little Mix, the solo spotlight has shone in distinctly different directions. Jesy explored bold R&B textures before stepping back from the limelight; Leigh-Anne is finding her groove with sleek, rhythmic experimentation; Jade has been praised for her campy, fearless embrace of pure pop. And then there’s Perrie, who has carved out her own space with soaring, cinematic ballads and mid-tempos — the kind of songs that give her powerhouse voice the stage it deserves.

Her debut solo album, Perrie, is an emotionally rich, vocally commanding introduction to who she is beyond the group. A 16-track collection that plays like a personal memoir set to music, this is an album built around her – her voice, her stories, and her vulnerability. While it certainly tips its hat to pop and R&B, at its heart lies something more intimate: insightful lyricism and a sense of emotional clarity that anchors even the most dramatic moments.

The MNEK-penned Miss You nods to classic Mariah Carey – a testament to Perrie’s vocal agility – while Same Place Different View offers a slower, more stripped-back moment that leans into heartbreak and restraint. There’s variety here too: Cute Aggression brings an '80s pop sparkle, with a choppy, synth-led arrangement that shows her willingness to have fun with her sound, even as she stays true to her emotional core.

Lyrically, matters of the heart run throughout: Forget About Us opens the record with raw vulnerability, while Bonnie and Clyde fuses tender acoustic strumming with themes of love, loyalty, and inevitable loss. These are songs about real emotional stakes, shaped by Perrie’s own experiences and perspective — not just manufactured pop hooks.

That’s not to say Perrie lands every punch. Tracks like Absofuckinglutely have the title of a viral hit but don’t quite match it in execution, and the sheer number of ballads may lean too heavy for some listeners. But taken as a whole, the album doesn’t try to follow trends — it aims to reflect its creator.

And in that, it largely succeeds. There’s plenty of high-calibre pop—You Go Your Way is a standout, a sweeping, cinematic moment built for arenas—but more than anything, Perrie is a confident step forward. It’s the sound of an artist embracing her strengths, taking control of her narrative, and delivering a debut that’s both polished and deeply personal.

Perrie isn’t trying to outshine her former bandmates. She’s simply shining in her own way — and Perrie proves there’s more than enough light for all of them.