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Monuments (self​-​titled)

by Monuments

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1.
Silver Star 05:28
There's pleasure and pain They're all the same While underground plates Are shifting Shifting with me And really this place It's a jungle by the sea With soldiers Armored tanks Fatigues And me I'd love to lie I'd love to lie in her concrete But it's a little cold It's a little colder than sand And I must lie down I must lie down now And we we won't look away And I will return this fire We're born to die And they'll train you to kill They'll train you to kill with a smile and a wave I'll never be awarded silver star
2.
White Flag 03:42
What’s your angle Your plan of attack Your colored smokescreens And your black and white facts I’m just waiting here Fixing my mask Same as yesterday When you’re a white flag White flag I fly and I dangle When I’m hanging half mast The days move slowly And I watch as they pass And in the interim I’m given some slack The wind change direction I’ll be coming right back White flag My mind’s a ghost town When I’m staring like that I’m not insane boy But I could start to crack There’s a narrow space between the wall and my back Same as yesterday when you’re a white flag White Flag
3.
Not My Own (free) 05:51
I'm burned but I haven't the time to cry I learned I'm fine, I don't need to breathe to know I'm alive Alive I don't buy, that you have to give into this body's commands I won't dance I despise my own thoughts, they're not mine They're not mine I'm not my own... My fantasies, they haunt and they swirl, they come down on my world My world They drown in the waters and tides rolling in, they wash out They climb in Relief that I'll never feel sad or remorse on my course Of course I'm not here, and there's no other story to fear I'm all ears I'm all ears I'm not my own... And you can't catch me... You can't catch me... You won't...
4.
I'm Here Now 03:49
Lying next to you Your hair was smooth You danced and swayed and flew away You could hear... You could hear the planes Made your heart start racing You thought you were dreaming You thought you were awake Open your eyes and try to see Flex your through and make a sound I'm here now you say But what... Do you really know And I’m here now you say I'm here now You can see over the buildings Monuments they sway Flying over traffic It stands... Still And you are still And monuments they sway Monuments they... And I’m here now you say But what do you really know
5.
The Believer 05:29
I’m a lonely citizen here Only one who cares Why should I apologize If I believe my eyes Save our own Got my faith Keep me warm Got your rhythm Feed your storm Believe it all I left no questions No room for vacillations That time has past It never lasts I'm not a kid I won't grow out of this And you you Can't stop me You you you Can't stop You must believe me You you you Can't stop I'll run...
6.
Speaking out loud in a subway station Keep my mind from its destination It's hard to say no, deny this fight Friendly fire has attractive light Oh lord, he's smiling at me Strumming his chords and tapping his feet He won't fool me I may need lobotomy Or maybe just laugh away This endless siege of lightning strikes Burns a hole right through my spine Suicide mind, the waves will rise Terrorist lies, no futures left dry Slamming down, all dead in his wake A fading sound, a survivor's escape I hear him now, he's trying to say I will never be defeated again
7.
Trust Fund 04:56
Bell bottoms Dirty hair Made of shit Maybe someone will notice it Anti-war Anti-violence Anti-red meat Anti-silence What should I say? Organic minds, organic hands Narrow minds, reflexive glands What should I say? You better be sure You better be sure Because it really doesn’t matter anymore My karma ate your dogma Trust fund fuck baby
8.
Expectations 05:04
I met her She had pondered I was a doctor She was floored High powered She had flavor In spades I disappointed her Just a sharp dresser Nothing more We never say a word
9.
Rescue Me 03:55
It’s a nasty place This quiet phase The machine is crashing It’s on my face Do you see Any armor here? My chest is bare My hair is burning My face red My body turning You shot me in the arm No stain on my shirt You clubbed my in the face No blood to the surface I’m gonna need a fix Just to get me by For the next five minutes stronger A friend or a familiar foe To remind me I’m part of the race You shot me in the arm No stain on my shirt You clubbed my in the face No blood to the surface This is your decision This is your life I can see the incision And this is your knife I need a little help A bit of assistance please I’m at the bottom of a very black sea Can you rescue me?

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"Nope, not the Motor City band of '60s vintage, not the UK skiffle outfit, nor the Depeche Mode tributeers. This version of Monuments—featuring Gabriel Berezin, Grant Zubritsky, Kevin Plessner, and Mike Cook–is one of Brooklyn's finest, miraculously so in a borough that overflows with artists. And Gabe and 'nem are quite powerful, but its essence trends to subtle manipulations of space, the sort of attenuated twang that made Crazy Horse revered, and extending soulful harmonies far into the cosmos. Their full-length apparently won't surface till New Year, but you can certainly dig their brand of epic quiet now."

-The Village Voice

"Brooklyn-based quartet Monuments is touring in support of their self-titled LP. The solid theatrical debut is a concoction of Muse and Broken Social Scene with the sci-fi instrumentals of “Silver Star,” swooping vocals on “Not My Own,” the eerie guitar riffs of “Ice Pick Lobotomy,” and the heart-pounding percussion and acoustic guitar on “I’m Here Now,” an eerie retelling of lead singer Gabe Berezin’s near encounter with the World Trade Center attacks."

-The Aquarian

"Monuments are from Brooklyn. They make music that sounds like the rain. Steady but mysterious. Their slower, acoustic driven tracks (“I’m Here Now”) are like One by One era Foo Fighters whereas the rest of their songs are guitar heavy and experimental, like Pink Floyd...The songs are dizzying yet satisfying, like Explosions in the Sky through the rock’n’roll looking glass...They seek refuge in their own brand of creativity, stubbornly independent like a sailor at sea."

-Music Induced Euphoria.com

"This BKNY quartet is on to something here. I mean, you’ll definitely hear elements of bands like Radiohead and Muse on this s/t debut but they expand upon it with a heavy dynamic of low-end rumble, arpeggioed guitars , pounding drums and the passionate vocals of leader Gabriel Berezin. They could be huge. Check out “Not My Own” and “Silver Star’ for starters."

-Daggerzine

"Monuments, a Brooklyn-based indie/alternative group, put their heart and soul into their debut self-titled album. I know what you’re thinking: “no shit, all bands do.” But I’m serious, this album goes beyond the music and hits close to home, especially with lead singer Gabe Berezin. Track four, “I’m Here Now,” speaks of Gabe’s close encounter with the unfortunate tragedy we have all come to know as 9/11...Their last song, “Rescue Me,” is bass-filled and bursting with lyrical energy building a climactic end to an attention-grabbing debut album. In the very last seconds of “Rescue Me” they end with a sound suggestive of a record player coming to a stop; a suiting finish to the conclusion of a successful album two years in the making."

-Austin Music & Entertainment

"Monuments gives off a definite sense of urgency as the album progresses, proving that the order of an album can be just as crucial as the basic content. With guitars that sound more like seraphic vessels meant to purge the player of darkness than merely manmade instruments and with a vocal that can only be described as a masterful belt..."

-Spectrum Culture

"Monuments already stands out among the lovesick pop singers and hopefuls looking to make music as hooky as possible. That thoughtfulness, paired with the deep lapping of guitars and echoing vocals Monuments brings to the table makes the band’s self titled album play with an intimacy that isn’t often found in first releases. With the intent of questioning fate and the effect it has on all of us, Monuments belt, strum, and crash through this album in a way that is haunting and oddly invigorating..."

-Reviewsic.com

credits

released April 1, 2010

Produced by: Ryan Simms, Kevin Plessner, Gabriel Berezin
Engineered by: Ryan Simms, Kevin Plessner
Mastered by: Chris Gehringer at Sterling Sound, NYC
All music written by: Gabriel Berezin, Kevin Plessner, Mike Cook
All lyrics written by: Gabriel Berezin
Guitar/Vocals: Gabriel Berezin
Guitar/Synths: Kevin Plessner
Bass: Grant Zubritsky
Drums/Percussion: Michael Cook
Additional bass recorded by: James Preston & Gabriel Berezin

Recorded at Flymax Studios, Woodstock, NY & Radio Tag, NYC
Art work: Sean Tice
Photo: Erin Patrice O'Brien & Pablo Cubarle

Special thanks to The Berezins, The Cooks, The Gelinis, The Plessners, The Zubritskys, James Preston, Leigh Batnick, Amy Ludwigsen, Chell Stephen, Lily Berezin, Jen Estrada, Carin Gorrell, Gordon Hardin, Kamara Thomas, Brian Young, Sean Tice, Craig Foisy, Joshua Bogart, Amal Bouhabib, Jeff Malinowski, John Durgee, Michael Legue, Pete Roseblum, Brian Landau, Jezebel, Radio Tag, Earl Greyhound, Contramano, Ghost Gamblers, Basement Band, Oceanographer, Great Elk, Adam's Castle, Me You Us Them, Triple Down Records, The Periodic Label, and our amazing friends. Extra special thanks to the late Billy Arbuckle and Vince Gallucci.

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