Going in with that mindset almost seems like, subconsciously, the band knew that what they were creating would spiral out of control and become its own entity once out in the world – the scope of what they could create was immense. But, in the context of the album, those broad, spacious moments are all important. ‘Anywhere But Here’ is a cavernous expanse where those fears of it becoming cooler once unleashed on the world are quickly dismissed.

“We wanted it to feel bigger and wider but for it to be quite slow as well,” says Asha. “We wanted the sounds to feel deeper. By recording it in the studio, trying to be cohesive and thinking about guitar sounds, it was stuff we had never thought about before.” Working with Adrian Utley (of Portishead fame, no less) and Ali Chant, the band captured that stretching, void-like space with every track. The relationship between the group allowed them to craft something that, production-wise, leant into modernity but remained distinctly classic elsewhere.

“When we were writing the songs, we wanted it to be more classic with more 70s songwriting where it’s really thought out,” Louis notes. “We were listening to a lot of Carly Simon,” they both agree. Lyrically, it becomes deeply reflective of that time frame everyone experiences – bewildered by the second coming-of-age your twenties brings, met by heartbreak, infatuation, spiralling emotions and that intense mental fog that lingers persistently at the moment. Gone are the satire-laden, sullen remarks of ‘925’, and in their place is a far more intricate, sensitive version of the band. There’s a richness to that newfound depth that is completely transformative for their sound.

In a lot of ways, it seems like a new state of being for Sorry – and so is the nature of a new album cycle. It’s an opportunity for reinvention, revitalisation, and reimagining what may come next. It’s more complex than that, though. These ideas of endings and resurrection are crucial to the album. The closing track, ‘Again’, hums with unease and repetition, yet Asha’s voice cuts in during the last moments to remark, “I don’t know how long it goes on for”. The sentiment feels prescient on an album which revisits these notions of change and inescapable cycles. Things draw to a close, but they bounce back into a disguised yet similar shape.

In making the album, though, the band seemed to find a way to close those chapters and free themselves from repeating cycles. Something you need to internalise and learn from will be delivered to you in different ways until you take it in – ‘Anywhere But Here’ acts as a means to deal with those lessons and move on from them. “It’s just like a rebirth. You have to go through these things. They can’t not happen once they’ve happened, and you have to deal with it. The album was like a shedding of skin – there are lots of things I can put in the past, and hopefully, people can connect to something,” Asha affirms.

Louis echoes a similar idea: “Time goes by when you’re in between albums, and you change. We all change as people. It naturally feels like you’re seeing the world or the city you’re in differently. I think that builds a rebirth or reimagining of the world and how you see yourself.”

Seeing the city they were in in a different way was, of course, inevitable given how desolate it became. The North Londoners have long found that the culture of the pace they know best has seeped into their sound, but on ‘Anywhere But Here’, that atmosphere soaks the album to the bone, lending an added layer of grit. ‘Key To The City’ roars through, hexing an ex as it situates itself within the stretching walls – “I know that you’re somewhere out there”, they repeat throughout, the knowledge of that proximity forcing a spiralling sense of loss in a place they call home. It comes in gasping breaths and shaking loss, an omniscient-like countdown dialling that palpable anxiety to the absolute max. “When your mind goes around like that, and there’s nothing you can do, I wanted to be a bit spiteful,” Asha laughs. “I feel like the only thing you can do is be spiteful. It doesn’t make a difference, but you have to do it for yourself.”

London is tied into these stories – it’s at the root of every interaction, each overheard whisper and reeling tale. ‘Anywhere But Here’ becomes a sonic embodiment of a dark, misted-over city; that brain fog another instrument in their arsenal. Those feelings of desolation and eeriness are more feverish than ever. ‘Screaming In The Rain’ is a more subdued, crawling moment, but the feelings it sits on shout through that void. Louis’ vocals are wrought with distress, swallowed up by the weight of those crushing emotions. Asha’s join with equal forlornness, making each note hit with growing vehemence even despite the despondent guitar lines.

That ferocity at the album’s core is perhaps, again, a reflection of the band’s environment. Had they created it on a nice countryside retreat, would it have had the same impact? It’s unlikely. “We’ve been in this city our whole life, and there’s always lots of different personalities very close to you,” Asha resolves. “It can be inspiring, and it can be lonely when your emotions naturally go so high or low just from being around so many people all the time. The landscapes, as well. Because it’s busy, there’s lots of emotion. You can do what you want in a city and follow what you want.”

She touches on a key point of ‘Anywhere But Here’, one that hits you even from the first listen. It’s ultimately incredibly reactive – to those environments, that murk that looms over them, to every waning feeling. Anything could become a song for Sorry. “Usually, people will say something flippantly, and it’s like when you’re reading a book and one line unlocks loads of things that you’ve been thinking,” muses Asha. “I think I’ll be thinking about an idea, and someone will say something that unlocks the whole song. It can be really stupid, but it’s funny how your mind connects stuff.”

Despite talking to both separately, Louis and Asha are deeply in sync with their thoughts on the album. They often mirror each other’s musings, and having worked together since being in school, it’s no surprise. It’s that bond which elevates the album, too – that synchronicity and the effortless way in which their vocals adapt to the song, wrapping around one another in an array of different ways. They can be unnerving and jolting, but at times they meld into one another soothingly. The guitars can be discordant and tremulous, but their vocals are often hushed and unstrained.