Delusional, Dramatic, & Devastating, Alessi Rose’s Debut Album 'Voyeur' Is Gloriously Off the Rails: Album Review
- Abby Anderson
- Jul 25
- 3 min read
Stand-out tracks: "Same Mouth" "Everything Anything" "RIP"
Our favorites: "That Could Be Me" "Take It or Leave It" "Dumb Girl"
Release date: July 25, 2025
Label: Capitol Records
For fans of: Gracie Abrams, Charlotte Lawrence, Olivia Rodrigo
What is modern romance if not messy, dramatic, and unrequited to the point of all-consuming obsession? Alessi Rose is the queen of that drama and delusion of modern romance. On her debut record Voyeur, released July 25 on Capitol Records, she makes it clear that her take on romance is not the love of fairy tales, nor is it meant to be. It’s messy. It’s loud. It's lustful. It’s humiliating. But in Alessi’s hands, she stitches together a diary of doomed crushes, fevered longing, and emotional masochism that's seductive and commanding - hence the name Voyeur. Alessi is a hopeless romantic with a flair for self-sabotage, and Voyeur captures the gory beauty of being the disarmingly self-aware girl who texts first (and second, and third) and pines with reckless abandon.
Alessi made her major label debut with “Same Mouth,” the project opener, earlier this year, and the soft pop-rock single is laced with breathy vocals and deceptively sweet production that veils a masochistic undercurrent. It's lustful, aching, and coded in contradictions—hallmarks of Alessi’s style. From the start, Alessi plants herself firmly in the lineage of pop’s great oversharers with a sweetness that borders on self-destruction.
On “Take It or Leave It,” produced by hitmaker Sammy Witte, Alessi spirals into infatuation with theatrical abandon. She’s painfully aware of her own neediness and repelled by it, even as she leans in. “It’s more than just a crush / It's all-consuming, I’m a lunatic,” she cries out—an anti-anthem for girls who feel too much and still can't stop. Alessi’s lyrics cut straight through to the jugular of romance, no clearer than on “Everything Anything.” It’s one of her most shimmering choruses, laid over gauzy, high-gloss production: “You're mine 'til the day you're not / A godawful paradox, it's weird.” A love song dressed in biting and bitter commentary, while still begging to be loved back. This is Alessi Rose, so there’s no subtlety here—just a transparent plea for something already out of reach.
In the middle of the record, “That Could Be Me” steals the spotlight with a crackling guitar line and a swagger that feels almost punk in spirit. The layering of vocals creates the illusion of a chorus of inner voices, all clamoring for the same attention. It’s bratty, blistering, and undeniably infectious—all the things that make Alessi Rose a star in her own right.
Between the cracks of the pop-rock zingers, Alessi Rose also knows how to soften into ballads while never losing her edge. “Stella” mourns the quieter heartbreak of lost female friendship, while “RIP” builds from intimate sadness into unhinged obsession, chronicling the dreaded “girl best friend” role with disarming clarity. These songs aren’t just side notes—they're crucial to Alessi’s romantic worldview: no feeling is small if it hurts enough. “Bittersweet,” with its acoustic core and angelic vocal purity, distills Alessi’s entire ethos in one line: “I'm not happy, I'm not sad / I'm in between, I'm bittersweet.”
The final track, “Dumb Girl,” isn't a clean resolution, but rather a confession and a surrender. A soaring, acoustic-based closer, it captures the resignation of someone who knows better and still chooses heartbreak anyway. “I can't tell if it hurts me / And my threshold must be high / ’Cause I go back to you almost every time,” she sings, as resentful and romantic as ever.
Voyeur is, at its core, about loving when it’s wrong and losing when it should feel right. It’s a chaotic girl’s pop-rock dreamscape, drenched in longing and loathing in equal measure. With a knack for one-liners, choruses that sting, and the self-awareness of a girl who knows exactly how delusional she is, Alessi Rose is writing the most universally unhinged love songs of this moment. Voyeur doesn’t just introduce her—it cements her as pop’s newest cult obsession.
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