Sorry are a tricky bunch to pin down — in the best way. Their music carries that unmistakable feeling of being young in London, slightly frayed at the edges, trying to make sense of a city that never quite stops spinning. Asha and Louis deliver their songs with the weary clarity of people taking notes on their own lives as they happen, and the band turns those snapshots into something sharp, stylish and strangely addictive.

There’s a sense that each track is a projection of whatever chaos or tenderness is unfolding in their world at that moment — jittery guitars giving way to woozy beats, intimate murmurs dissolving into something a bit unhinged and theatrical. It’s cohesive precisely because it reflects real life: messy, surprising, and occasionally brilliant at 3am.

Live, they’re quietly gripping — no big gestures, just a band fully dialled into their own atmosphere and pulling everyone else into it. We’re thrilled, come get lost in their world for a while.