There are three certified plateaus of Sabrina Carpenter consciousness, according to most gurus of pop-girl-ology.
The level of Sabrina sentience held by most adults perceives this blond ball of radiance to have materialized out of the air this April with the instant song-of-the-summer contender “Espresso.” That’s the tune with the irresistible post-disco, 1980s roller-rink groove (though, as Dan Charnas explained in Slate, it’s a lot more complicated than that) and the sublimely syntax-scrambled lyrics like “That’s that me espresso” and “I Mountain Dew it for ya” (which are not any more complicated than that). A portion of this crowd will also be aware of Carpenter’s lilting cosmic-cowgirl follow-up “Please Please Please,” which, as my colleague Chris Molanphy explained in June, actually charted higher than “Espresso”—and which I personally prefer a bit, mainly for one of the all-time-great deployments of the word motherfucker—but now, in the last stretch of summer, stands a couple of notches lower than its caffeinated cousin in Billboard’s seasonal rankings, which seems celestially just.
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