supermodel*: doing the absolute least, sounding the absolute best
There’s a special kind of confidence in not trying to be cool, and Beanie, the 24-year-old brain behind supermodel* has turned that philosophy into a surprisingly addictive debut statement. Inspired by early Talking Heads doing absolutely nothing until it somehow became iconic, supermodel* operates in a blissful state of anti-intent. No grand lore, no mood boards, no “this record explores…” press-release nonsense. Just instinct, taste, and a healthy disregard for expectations.
The self-titled EP plays like a notebook you weren’t meant to read but can’t put down. It’s pop, but restless. Emo-bruised, hip-hop-leaning, punk-adjacent, and constantly smirking at itself. “your house” aches with nostalgic ferocity, “no future” throws 90s grit at modern anxiety, and “i used to live in england” steals the show — a Beastie Boys-by-way-of-Tesco freestyle that feels so specific it loops back around to universal. If you’ve ever loved a place so much you had to leave it, this one lands like a cheap pint and a missed train.
Visually, supermodel* doubles down on accidental iconography: plain colour covers, film-grain videos, one Adidas track jacket worn to near-mythical status. It’s DIY not as an aesthetic flex, but because, frankly, no one else was around to do it. Beanie edits the videos, designs the artwork, and builds the world one unbothered decision at a time. The result feels refreshingly human in an era obsessed with hyper-curated personas.
Live, that looseness turns into quiet command. Six tracks are more than enough when you know how to own a room, even a tiny one. Dance breaks included, irony optional. supermodel* isn’t here to define a lane — he’s actively avoiding one — and that’s precisely why this project sticks. It’s messy, funny, anxious, and confident enough to let all of that coexist.
Doing less has rarely sounded this good.




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