There’s less pressure on artists nowadays to create perfect deluxe albums. In a world rip-roaring at the current, impatient for something new, a fully-fledged, defined album cycle, complete with a beautiful deluxe edition is… quite rare. What do deluxe tracks have to offer in terms of clarifying and expanding upon the themes in the original album?
There’s less pressure on artists nowadays to create perfect deluxe albums. In a world rip-roaring at the current, impatient for something new, a fully-fledged, defined album cycle, complete with a beautiful deluxe edition is… quite rare. What do deluxe tracks have to offer in terms of clarifying and expanding upon the themes in the original album?
Sabrina Carpenter, now equipped with two Grammys, seems ready to answer this question. Short n’ Sweet (Deluxe) released on 14 February 2025, features all twelve original tracks and five brand new tracks.
‘15 Minutes’ leads these bonus tracks, and I think it’s just so cool of Carpenter to open with a pointed reminder, “Been here a long time, baby.” Indeed, this songstress isn’t new to the industry in the slightest, having released her first EP 11 years ago. Despite her Best New Artist nomination, she reminds us that she’s not new at all. Maybe that’s why the vulnerability of the next line sticks out and suspends over the heads of listeners, “Gosh, I hope I make it through the night.” With 'Fifteen Minutes', Carpenter proves that, even despite her cultural stamina, the music industry never gets any easier. It’s a testament to her resilience that she can thrive despite the torrent of discourse that often surrounds her.
This is indicative of the dichotomous Carpenter Corner of pop; the heady mix of the sexiness of being a young woman in the industry and its private, harrowing simultaneous of insecurity and despondency. There it is, though; she knows what she’s doing. She’s aware. The similes “It’s fleetin’, like [her] battery life,” and “Hard to hold on to, like every guy,” indicate her cultural awareness and function as a reassurance. This later fleshes out in the chorus: “You… know I / Can do a lot with 15 minutes,” obviously alluding to those elusive fifteen minutes of fame. It’s a pretty perfect deluxe opener, with a driving beat to top it off. A portrait of Carpenter’s life now that she’s the ‘hot new thing.’ It’s vulnerable, honest and really funny, framing the rest of the tracks well.
Equally funny? ‘Please Please Please’ featuring Dolly Parton, at some points deliberately, but mostly I wondered whether this was an extended bit. The country instrumental is an unfortunate take on Jack Antonoff’s production on the original pop track, making it lose its endearing playfulness. Whilst I really liked the harmonies on, “My ego’s another,” that’s about the extent of my enjoyment here. This is disappointing, because Parton and Carpenter both embed their personas into their artistry, which is what makes them such attractive superstars. Their partnership should make sense, but an underworked mix and, honestly, a little laziness overall, has made this feature fall flat on its face.
‘Couldn’t Make It Any Harder’ should theoretically go down the innuendo-riddled route, but instead cites "Fuckboys you’ll never meet,” and all the symptoms of a heartbreak unhealed. On this new track, she transforms from a snarky, self-assured prize in ‘Please Please Please’ to a more veiled, introspective version of herself. Her vocal prowess is undeniable, soaring over melodic highs with ease, but the song itself drags in its production. On purpose, I’m sure, but it’s boring nonetheless.
It’s made up for in the final two songs, however. Carpenter reemerges as a ‘Busy Woman,’ a pre-released track that caused quite the stir for its usual Carpenter-antics. On ‘Bad Reviews,’ Carpenter steps into her role as a joyous fever dream, persistent in her search for love. It’s strange to go from “If you don’t want me, I’ll just deem you gay,” to “I can’t lose another boy that’s not even my boyfriend,” but then again, the sequencing of these tracks is strange. It doesn’t make sense to go from Carpenter’s insecurities, to ceiling fans, to veiled heartbreak, to a busy schedule, to, finally, ignoring the red flags.
Then again, Carpenter herself is a singer of fluctuating emotions. I wouldn’t count her out for some strange sequencing. In fact, this deluxe album has been a net positive, embedding something fresh in the Short n’ Sweet album cycle. And look, worse comes to worst, she’s ready to "Leak some pictures, maybe,” and “Say something batshit crazy.” Thankfully, I doubt it’ll get there, if this deluxe is any indication, but it’s a level of dedication everyone should respect.