Debuts aren’t meant to be this sharp, but Out of My League proves Asjad isn’t one for false starts. With none of the hallmarks of an artist still finding their feet, the London-based indie newcomer has built his house on solid foundations—razor-sharp hooks, honeyed synth lines, and rock riffs that know exactly when to cut through the haze.
With Erik Ramos at the production helm, the track doesn’t just flirt with retro-futurism; it wraps itself in the glow of new-wave indie and steps forward with conviction.
There’s no mistaking the intent behind Out of My League. It’s a humble power-pop proclamation of desire, but there’s not a trace of sickly sentimentality. Instead, it digs into the insecurity that lurks behind affection, turning self-doubt into anthemic fuel. Asjad’s boy-next-door vocal charm pulls you in, but it’s the earworm autonomy of the production that keeps you there, resulting in a track that brands itself into the psyche.
Taking cues from The 1975, Arctic Monkeys, and Harry Styles while refusing to play the assimilation game, Asjad is already proving himself to be in a superlative indie rock league of his own – even if the apple of his eye is out of his romantic remit.
Out of My League is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify.
Review by Amelia Vandergast
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