Fats'e
Born in Minneapolis, Fats’e is the child of a musically inclined father who… Read Full Bio ↴Born in Minneapolis, Fats’e is the child of a musically inclined father who moved him to Dallas when he was eight years old. The two used to jam together at home, while Fats’e would play keyboard and his dad would join in with bongos, creating an “indie-rock” sound.
By 11, Fats’e formed a band with a few of his friends, playing shows at small venues in McKinney. When he was a teenager, his musical stylings grew into a “deathcore” sound, and he joined a band called Regrets of Despair, selling out shows at The Door and Sons of Hermann Hall.
In 2015, the artist traded the emo sound in favor of hip-hop as he joined a freestyling collective. It was then that Fats’e identity, which refers to his first name, Charlie, was born. During a freestyling session, he shouted the phrase “Big Fat C on the microphone.” The name immediately stuck, and like his sound, the spelling of his stage name evolved over time.
On his second full-length album, Staring at the Ceiling, Fats’e amalgamates all of his musical backgrounds into a hyperpop, punk-rock package wrapped in influences of hip-hop. Sonically, it sounds like of the lovechild Charli XCX and Lil Uzi Vert, but lyrically, Fats’e takes us on a cathartic journey.
Staring at the Ceiling opens with a track called “bad news,” on which Fats’e is “stuck in the past” as “the days go on and on and on.” Over the course of 13 tracks, many of which are under three minutes in length, he recalls losing lovers and severing ties with “backstabbing friends” from his time living in Los Angeles. By the end of the album, he feels “brand new,” as he assures us on the closing track “picking myself up again.”
Fats’e wrote and produced Staring at the Ceiling over the course of two years, using Guitar Rig software to create sounds, as well as SOPHIE and Travis Barker drum samples. He recorded his vocals in his closet and mixed and mastered the album himself over the course of six months.
He pored over the aural examination of the album, he says, by listening to it obsessively before its release, on his home speakers, his AirPods and in the car. He recalls mixing each song “about 50 to 60” times.
By 11, Fats’e formed a band with a few of his friends, playing shows at small venues in McKinney. When he was a teenager, his musical stylings grew into a “deathcore” sound, and he joined a band called Regrets of Despair, selling out shows at The Door and Sons of Hermann Hall.
In 2015, the artist traded the emo sound in favor of hip-hop as he joined a freestyling collective. It was then that Fats’e identity, which refers to his first name, Charlie, was born. During a freestyling session, he shouted the phrase “Big Fat C on the microphone.” The name immediately stuck, and like his sound, the spelling of his stage name evolved over time.
On his second full-length album, Staring at the Ceiling, Fats’e amalgamates all of his musical backgrounds into a hyperpop, punk-rock package wrapped in influences of hip-hop. Sonically, it sounds like of the lovechild Charli XCX and Lil Uzi Vert, but lyrically, Fats’e takes us on a cathartic journey.
Staring at the Ceiling opens with a track called “bad news,” on which Fats’e is “stuck in the past” as “the days go on and on and on.” Over the course of 13 tracks, many of which are under three minutes in length, he recalls losing lovers and severing ties with “backstabbing friends” from his time living in Los Angeles. By the end of the album, he feels “brand new,” as he assures us on the closing track “picking myself up again.”
Fats’e wrote and produced Staring at the Ceiling over the course of two years, using Guitar Rig software to create sounds, as well as SOPHIE and Travis Barker drum samples. He recorded his vocals in his closet and mixed and mastered the album himself over the course of six months.
He pored over the aural examination of the album, he says, by listening to it obsessively before its release, on his home speakers, his AirPods and in the car. He recalls mixing each song “about 50 to 60” times.
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Fats'e Lyrics
Apathy Look in the mirror, all I see is death See the…
bad luck I told u that i cared but it aint the…
bloodmoon Keep my eyes up to the sky As i dance on…
Bullet In My Spine And I won't blink when you pull it out The bullet…
died and came back to life Life goes on can't say I didn't try Just not hard…
dopamine I don′t really need you baby, I just need the…
forget you I′m throwing shade at myself again And i found exactly where…
guess u heard about it thru the grapevine Guess you heard about it through the grapevine Rumors spread…
i am so confident and cool af all the cuties want me I don′t really give a fuck, I'm done being an…
I'd Prefer an Unmarked Grave What′s the point of trying I ask myself when i wake…
in the morning I said I′d call, I said I'd call in the…
leave me on the floor it's fine Leave me on the floor, leave me on the floor,…
miss u haven't met u tho Times-Times-Times change but I don′t really care though I've…
old me Jakkyboi ghostrage I would care more but baby, that's the o…
picking myself up again Love spirals Like circles under my eyelids keeping me tired …
room to breathe Yeah, I′m kinda glad I won't talk to you again Should′ve…
Scraped My Knee on the Drywall Laying up all night wondering What’s wrong with me Running '…
sick I just pulled up, feel like shit Got bloodshot eyes, I…