Naomi Scott Serves Neo-Soul Sweetness With New Single “Cherry”
Velvet-sweet and tempo-lit, Naomi Scott releases “Cherry,” her third new track via ALTER Music, produced by Lido—a playful sermon on patience disguised as a dance-floor whisper. It’s a spinoff from the sensual pulse of “Rhythm” and the bare, heart-forward “Cut Me Loose,” yet it tastes distinct: flirtation with guardrails, sweetness without the sugar rush.
Soulful piano chords strike like soft strobes, while mid-tempo drums sketch a rhythm that beckons hips without hurrying them. Scott’s vocal glides with satin resolve, poised between invitation and boundary, the phrasing feather-light but decisive. You hear the Janet Jackson influence in the fluttering ad-libs and breath-led contours, though the chassis is resolutely neo-soul—warm, economical, uncluttered.
Lyrically, “Cherry” coaches restraint with the charm of a friend who knows your impulses too well: “Don’t push” becomes a mantra and a metronome. The hook imagines ripeness as consent—if the season’s right, it moves—redirecting urgency into timing, choreography, grace. Meanwhile, Lido’s production threads danceable minimalism: kicks that kiss, keys that glow, and pocketed space where Scott’s cadence can sway.
The effect on the listener is pleasantly tonic. Shoulders loosen, breath evens out, and the room seems to find a pulse you can inhabit rather than chase. “Cherry” is mid-tempo honey with a cool finish—playful, yes, but principled. It asks for slow attention and rewards it with replay magnetism, the kind of ear-candy that refuses cavities. Naomi Scott doesn’t sprint toward love; she curates the pace, proving that patience, when scored this elegantly, can feel like choreography.
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