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Dogsbody

by Model/Actriz

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1.
Donkey Show 03:10
I walk the beach, I walk the Strand Over the night, over the dam Head rotating, looking for a season To turn a desert into ivy around him Everyday, everyday the sun turns slowly over me Across my face, across my hands Under my nails glowing like porcelain And through the window reaching I feel the morning hesitate toward me Everyday, everyday the sun turns slowly over me Yes, yes, yes - Heaven can’t erase the blackness from my heart Yes, yes, yes - even if only as an exercise of genre Let the efforts be absorbed Like when a knife is swallowed cutting water And if it hurts, I'll let him murder my dull mind If it puts me in his eye Oh, you know, if you don’t have an approach That doesn’t mean I won’t show you All night, me and my wretched device Yes, yes, yes - Heaven can’t clear the salt that burns my lungs Yes, yes, yes - even as a joke I bet God felt that one in him Let the efforts be absorbed there Like when a knife is swallowed cutting water Through me like a ghost Overwhelming my motivation I can't help myself anymore Oh, you don’t have to try to be gentle Do it the way you feel right now I know it's hard I feel you rise to the occasion In the black light you know I'm shining for you here All night, me and my wretched device (Operator?) All night, me and my wretched device
2.
Mosquito 03:12 video
I want this life, I want this life, I want this life I want this life, I want this life, I want this life I want this life, I want this life, I want this life I want this life, I want this life, I want this life I want this Delicious to forget this blood Plated and cut to forget this blood, oh yes Delicious, and everything gushing Ripe and crimson Don the mirrored halls Wearing cuffs with insignias gleaming With a body count higher than a mosquito Come pluck me out, come pluck me out Come pluck me out, apple to mouth Come pluck me out, come pluck me out Make me blushed and brilliant Everything is searing through my veins now Frothed milk, honey butter in my Fortified cherry reduction Over cakes, après-dîner Cheers to engraved, heirloom, crystalline stemware With a body count higher than a mosquito Doric colonnades leading up the drive Staring down the verdigris covered faces of the divine And through the silence cutting "No more dreaming, no more dreaming..." I'll take it With a body count higher than a mosquito
3.
Sightlines passing Gates They’re incoming then fade I’m pressed against the glass As close as I can take And the colors are smeared Turning breath into frost As the ground falls in To a pillar of smoke At the crossing guard’s relay There’s no hands left to take So grab me by the teeth And whisper it to me, yeah, keep saying You don’t you don’t you don’t you don’t Have to submit submit submit submit yourself to it Linen, wire, cloth, steel Release it all And go back to running from it Through the rain, steam, and speed Pull the weight from under me And the shadow I throw Strobing against the wall Boy, what’s wrong with you? Go ahead and grind me into a pearl! At the crossing guard’s relay There’s no hands left to take So grab me by the teeth And whisper it to me, keep saying You don’t you don’t you don’t you don’t Have to submit submit submit submit yourself to it Linen, wire, cloth, steel Release it all, yeah And let it get away from me now Like Germanotta, Stefani Pull the weight from under me Like Germanotta, Stefani Pull the weight from under me, and Cross Then hand it over And cross Then hand it over Now cross From passenger, to passenger, to passenger... To this guy, and this guy, and this guy... Okay, now cross It feels like oh it feels like oh it feels like…
4.
Slate 03:23
Like pressure, and it’s bleeding over Like pressure, and it’s bleeding over There’s something about when we embrace Like throwing a voice into a well And how deep my love goes I’m still waiting for an echo here, but I know When I walk, it’s your way When I breathe, it’s your name When I crave, it’s your hands When I dream, it’s your face And then it sunk into my head When it’s enough is more than I’d admit And then it’s bleeding over Onto my jaw Onto my neck Pours out of my hands There’s something about the grip on me Leaning like wind through trees Gestured toward me singing To throw my eyes to the drift, and I go When I walk, it’s your way When I breathe, it’s your name When I crave, it’s your hands When I dream, it’s your face When I come upon myself meeting Eye to eye to eye to, I do, I belong to him And then it’s bleeding over Onto my jaw Onto my neck Onto the floor It pours out of my hands It seeps into the grass It’s running through the drains It’s swallowing the sun I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes I keep giving it away cause I got what it takes Meeting eye to eye to eye to eye to eye We drag our hands through the chalk Meeting eye to eye to eye to eye to eye We drag our hands over the slate
5.
Divers 04:00
Fall into flight Tremors shouldering ground Head cups the rock Places ear to the shell I seem to find it, but not within myself I seem to find it, but not within myself Braiding our arms In the tall grass Like laying in a palm Held where clouds bend to breath I seem to find it, but not within myself I seem to find it, but not within myself
6.
Amaranth 03:37
Amaranth Opening Through the fog Slow focusing I’m holding for a siren warning Holding for a spotlight searching Holding for a promise to stay Holding holding holding I stay holding for it I remember pacing blank ground I remember thorns shredding my palms I want to see the petals stagger onto me See my body carried splintering And I remember scorching it all Amaranth Opening Through the noise Scarlet beckoning Following an afterglow to Following parades of ashes to Following red embers leading To flames to flames to flames To flames to flames when I remember pacing blank ground I remember thorns shredding my palms And I remember scorching it all I remember scorching it all I want to see the surface of the water bend See it cave in diving over me Bring a steady pour of hours to Clear the moss from days dissolving and See the petals stagger onto me See my body carried splintered and High, high enough for scattering Amaranth Crawling to it Amaranth Crawling to it, to it, to it, to it, to it
7.
Pure Mode 03:07
Bloodlines like channelling for prey Lose sight and pupils dilate My hooked eye pulled up until the line breaks No light in a pit lost quarrying for day I peel the wall wrapped around my fist I trace the marks bite down on my lips A throb bright red pours through my eyelids I tug at threads, getting frayed but I’m lucid Oh bitch I might Enter into my pure mode Oh saints I might Enter into my pure mode Outrun the wake, ankle-deep in wastewater Head on, caught me like a moth, ricocheting Can’t work this clay into shape Embodying ouija strength Nero leaks through my teeth Graves unrelenting I peel the wall wrapped around my fist I trace the marks bite down on my lips A throb bright red pours through my eyelids My head sun-drenched, growing out of phase, but I’m lucid Oh bitch I might Enter into my pure mode Oh saints I might Enter into my pure mode Enter into my pure mode Penetrating this, oh! I don’t mean to scare you but I can’t talk right now I don’t mean to scare you but I can’t talk right now I don’t mean to scare you but I can’t talk right now I don’t mean to scare you but I can’t talk right now I will tear you apart
8.
Maria 03:26
Skin barely, but it’s taut and carried Through starless sky to blackest ground Changing states in a seamless gradient Hearing in the way I speak to you how far I went To be alone here, and still, pressing hands Nothing left to reach with, yet it’s closeness Like seeing an old friend when he Holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him Holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him I collect the dew falling from his chest I collect all the thorns wrapped around his quietness I wish he would remove the blade from my neck I know he waits for me to do it myself when he Holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him Holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him And there has never been a sharper object Than the dawn when it’s unraveling over my skin And the waiting when I’m tracing the shadow of his arm on me When I feel the weight growing under him He holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him Holds me with eyes that sing I am not the man for him
9.
Sleepless 05:49
We’re on the skyline drive, and your eyes are closed I can hear your heart over the sound of the road And the cicadas’ song under your exhales And your breath dissolves in the violet air And sleepless I’m waiting for A turning that I’ve seen before Drawing our net across the bottom of the lake Pulling the bodies out, dragged to the pavement And the fabric of the night unfolds Like a camera where the view explodes And our mouths spill, full of metal And sleepless I’m waiting for A turning that I’ve seen before Blush rolled on the windowpane And dried in the concrete A coarse light in your eye cuts Through your arms folded like pleats The light hung in pieces, as flesh Caught torn with jagged edges And sleepless I’m waiting for The turning that I answer for
10.
Sun In 03:24
The city put itself together Today I went so far across it Passing through the places we went I followed them to the river’s edge Colors held there overlong Rusted over signs we painted I turn to submit the record I can get back now from two years ago I can get back now from two years ago I can get back now from two years ago Lying on our backs, your head on my chest Finally alone on the hillside Silent but the sound of our breaths falling Like petals accumulating, and The surface of the water crushed Like silk in my hand, the sky is shaking out The stains I left, and it’s So bright with the sun in my eyes So bright with the sun in my eyes So bright with the sun in my eyes

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Dogsbody, the debut album by Brooklyn-based Model/Actriz (vocalist Cole Haden, guitarist Jack Wetmore, drummer Ruben Radlauer, and bassist Aaron Shapiro), is a coming-of-age album set between the hours of dusk and dawn. It is as much an exploration of love and loss as it is a sharp, piercing, and violent ode to the explosive joy of being alive - the overwhelming brightness of staring at the sun.

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released February 24, 2023

Model/Actriz is Cole Haden, Jack Wetmore, Aaron Shapiro, and Ruben Radlauer

Cole Haden - Vocals + Words
Jack Wetmore - Guitar, Trash Can on Mosquito
Aaron Shapiro - Bass
Ruben Radlauer - Drums
Chase Ceglie - Tenor Sax on Donkey Show
Eric Chen - Hand Claps on Donkey Show
Seth Manchester - Tape Machine on Sleepless

Written by Model/Actriz
Produced by Seth Manchester & Model/Actriz
Engineered and Mixed by Seth Manchester
Mastered by Matt Colton at Metropolis Studios in London, UK
Additional Engineering on Sleepless by Ruben Radlauer
Recorded at Machines With Magnets in Pawtucket, RI

Cover Photo - Leia Jospé
Cover Props - Rusty Snyder
Cover Ceramic - Abril J Barajas
Additional Artwork + Layout and Design - Jesse Osborne-Lanthier

Out February 24th via True Panther
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