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Sculptor

Metadata

title
Sculptor
meaning
FEiN Little Homes cosmetic-surgery satire: age of the surgeon, staple me baby, any price to be young again: fear of aging and dying.
year
2016
release
Little Homes
releaseType
album
artist
FEiN
artistId
#fein
coWriters
  • Brandon Michael Woodward
credits
Written by Luke Francis Walton and Brandon Michael Woodward (FEiN). Produced and recorded by FEiN at Tiny Giant; engineered at LMU; mixed and mastered by Frank Rosato at Woodcliff (Discogs). Brian Robert Jones, bass (album). Brandon Woodward, cabasa, oil can percussion.
spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/2xWtW9VwcaoHkS7FnIJfaQ
apple
https://music.apple.com/us/album/sculptor/1111956961?i=1111956963
themes
  • FEiN
  • Little Homes
  • cosmetic surgery
  • body
  • satire
  • 2016
press
  • outlet
    Fresh Beats 365 — FEiN interview (*Sculptor*)
    url
    https://freshbeats365.com/2016/04/09/fein-interview/
    date
    2016-04-09
    desc
    Tom Roden Q&A: Brandon on LA entertainment-industry body image; Luke on dysmorphia rarely examined critically in entertainment.
  • outlet
    Fresh Beats 365 — *Little Little Homes* EP review
    url
    https://freshbeats365.com/2016/03/10/fein-little-little-homes-ep-review/
    date
    2016-03-10
    desc
    Tom Roden: opening track; boldest indie-electro/alternative hybrid; image-obsessed social commentary; pulverising middle eight.
  • outlet
    FEiN Facebook — Rico's Taco Shop / *Sculptor* promo (Jan 2016)
    url
    https://soundcloud.com/feinmusic/sculptor
    date
    2016-01-29
    desc
    Luke Walton + Brandon Woodward at Rico's Taco Shop, Encinitas (now Pavlos Tacos); SoundCloud Sculptor link framed as free burrito · archivist proof: /evidence/fein-ricos-taco-shop-encinitas-jan-2016.png
isrc
QZ2QB1600002
isrcSource
soundexchange
draft
false

Lyrics

Living my dreams in the age of the surgeon
Cover my eyes, navigate with my hands
Keep it clean, not a trace of emotion
I'll be beautiful, wait til the bruises are gone
Look at us
now,
Peel off my skin,
S
titch it back up
Where I wish it had
been.
Staple me baby,
Yeah staple me good.
Make me so pretty,
Like you promised you would.
Oh what a time to find yourself living in,
Hell, we are living in,
Any price to be young again.
Oh all my life I've had a fear of dying,
Aging and dying.
Any pr
ice to be young again.

Living my dreams in the age of the
sculptor
,
Gonna require a little more of my blood.
Honey I'm not afraid of your needles.
I'll be beautiful no matter what it costs.
Look at us
now,
Make me look thin
Stitch me back up
How you
wish I had been.
Staple me baby,
Yeah staple me good.
I'll love mah body,
When you say I that I should.
Oh what a time to find yourself living in,
Hell, we are living in,
Any price to be young again.
Oh all my life I've had a fear of dying,
Aging and dy
ing.
Any price to be young again.

Content

Track two on Little Homes (May 31, 2016), after American Man. BMI lists cosmetic surgery among the album's themes, and this is where it lives. SoundCloud; Walton and Woodward co-write. Fresh Beats 365 (Apr 9, 2016) singled it out as the EP lead single: Brandon on living and working in LA entertainment; Luke on dysmorphia and body image rarely examined critically — especially in entertainment.

Promo: Indexed Jan 29, 2016 FEiN Facebook post (archivist proof: /evidence/fein-ricos-taco-shop-encinitas-jan-2016.png): Luke Walton and Brandon Woodward at Rico's Taco Shop, Encinitas, CA — now Pavlos Tacos (same spot). Caption: Successful trip to San Diego & Rico's Taco Shop · Click here for a free burritoSoundCloud Sculptor. Encinitas hometown run tied to the Little Little Homes teaser rollout.

It is the body-as-project song, the one little home you carry around with you.

The trick is how it makes the knife sound like a lover. Staple me baby, yeah staple me good / make me so pretty like you promised you would: consent to mutilation phrased as romance. By the second verse the surgeon has become the sculptor of the title and asks for a little more blood; the patient agrees to look thin / how you wish I had been, accepting someone else's fantasy as her own face. Self-love arrives only on permission: I'll love mah body when you say that I should.

Underneath the dark comedy is a plain fear, all my life I've had a fear of dying, aging and dying, and the chorus keeps answering it with the same purchase: any price to be young again. The song never lets her off that hook. It leads into Girl You Can't Hide It, and BMI's "haunting and intense" read fits it well.