Music Monday #23: St. Vincent – Actor Out Of Work

You might’ve come across St. Vincent before. I know I did, but I paid her no mind. However, recently I was researching Ladyhawke‘s song Paris is Burning (you may remember it, since you read this blog regularly) and it turns out that St. Vincent (who was born in 1982 in Tulsa, Oklahoma) also has a song by that name. Geez, the world is such a confusing place. People switching their names, people with the same song titles but different songs. Where will it END!?

The good thing is that Paris is Burning by St. Vincent is very boring, so you can forget that it exists and instead turn your attention to her weird-but-good song Actor Out Of Work. It grows on you, it really does. I’ll have it stuck in my head all day. See the mildly disturbing video below:

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And here are the lyrics:

Actor Out Of Work by St. Vincent

You’re a supplement, you’re a salve
You’re a bandage, pull it off
I can quit you, cut it out
You’re a patient, iron lung

You’re a cast signed broken arm
You’re an actor out of work
You’re a liar and that’s the truth
You’re an extra, lost in the scene

You’re a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
You’re the curses through my teeth
You’re the laughter, you’re the obscene

You’re a supplement, you’re a salve
You’re a bandage, pull it off
I think I love you, I think I’m mad

You’re a cast signed broken arm
You’re an actor out of work
I think I love you, I think I’m mad

You’re a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
I think I love you, I think I’m mad

PS: As I know you are wondering what a salve is:
1 : an unctuous adhesive substance for application to wounds or sores
2 : a remedial or soothing influence or agency
(says Merriam-Webster)