Fair play to Cheryl. In the face of recent criticism that her hand in songwriting is minimal and her live vocals could be improved, she serves up a healthy dose of reality; a.) Singing isn't easy so get over it, and b.) Some of the best songs of all time were not penned by those who fronted it, and it's about unique moments they create rather than who wrote it.
She's enlisted Scottish producer and occasional singer Calvin Harris to help craft that moment which, unsurprisingly, is a ballsy dance anthem about an elusive lover complete with a foot-stomping trance section that becomes more addictive with each listen. 'Call My Name' is not the greatest song of all time, nor the most original you'll hear this year, but the feeling we get from it more than makes up for it.