Fin Argus Releases ‘Playboy 1973’, a Dreamlike Exploration of Queer Identity and Belonging
Fin Argus
An acoustic guitar that gently caresses the ears, paired with a near-whispered voice and the echo of an unfinished dream. That’s our introduction to ‘Playboy 1973’, the new single from singer, model, and songwriter Fin Argus. The track arrives as an intimate, unexpected, and deeply moving surprise.
Opening with the image of a young person pulling adult magazines from under their bed, the assumption is that this will be another ode to that all-American heteronormative rite of passage: lustily collecting and leering over the iconic bunny publication Playboy. Soon, however, the narrative shifts toward the discovery of sexual identity and the obstacles that come with navigating that journey.
“Wouldn’t it be so sweet if I cut up my body and made a collage of a girl? I’m a bunny in a boy’s world,”
Argus sings in the chorus. It’s a line which reflects the melancholy and sense of not belonging that they aim to capture through their art.
Part of Argus’ forthcoming album Running with Scissors, the track is accompanied by a music video. With a retro ‘70s aesthetic, the visual finds Fin trapped in a world of cutouts, gradually assembling a feminine version of themself that feels truer to their reality. The collage ultimately transforms into a fantasy bunny crafted from scraps of paper, beautiful but rough and seemingly incomplete: a pure metaphor for the song’s message.
Raised in Illinois, Argus discovered in songwriting a creative refuge, a safe space where they could fully embrace their most authentic self. Their music is catharsis, expression, and truth rendered with grace and beauty. It is both a release valve to prevent sudden implosions and a canvas for painting colorful worlds where they, and anyone willing to shed fears and prejudices, can exist freely.
That inner world, at once deeply intimate and infinitely expansive, comes to life in every song Fin Argus creates. In ‘Playboy 1973’, it emerges as a manifesto of identity, vulnerability, and a dream still under construction, much like their collage of glue and torn magazine pages.