PUBLIC CEMETERY PARTY

by Exemption

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Recorded at Killingsworth Recording Company Jan - Sep 2010. Farmingdale, NY. Produced by Ray Marte. All songs written & performed by Exemption (Nick Lee, Ray Marte, Tom Moran). Released 10.27.10. Exemption is based in Long Island & Brooklyn, NY.

Contact - music.exemption@gmail.com

Reviews:

“Featured on multiple occasions in this column, the three-piece from New York deserves your vote for being one of the most consistently excellent hard rock bands to be releasing music without record label affiliation today.”
-Ultimate-Guitar.com’s Unsigned Talent of 2010 Column

"...like a musical engine of perpetual motion, constantly pumping out breathtaking musicality as naturally as breathing, effortlessly firing out complex, tricksy-yet-catchy riffs, energetic fills and insane melodic runs like a well-oiled, multi-coloured metal machine. The sheer energy of the trio just pours from the speakers, breaking like a tidal wave of restless, inventive sound."
-TheSleepingShaman.com review of "Public Cemetery Party"

"When you listen to the music this band generates, the Richter scale will be insufficient for proper categorization. That old base-10 logarithmic scale doesn’t extend high enough and won’t be able to cope with this magnitude of rock!"
-RippleMusic.Blogspot.com Review of "Public Cemetery Party"

MetalSucks.net "Unsigned & Unholy" Feature: www.metalsucks.net/2011/09/30/unsigned-and-unholy-skull-fist-exemption-caligulas-horse/#more-72931

Live review on Number Of The Blog: thenumberoftheblog.com/2011/10/07/fucking-metal-concert-reviews-disobey-the-ciem-show-exemption-and-windfaerer-sound-station-westfield-nj-10111/

"...with a boundless energy and freewheeling musical spirit at the helm, the compositions on this release are jam packed with an encyclopedic knowledge of a multitude of rock genres that reaches down deep in the grab bag to obtain wondrous musical prizes for folks who care to have their horizons expanded."
-Mike SOS / www.316productions.com

"The band is very tight, writes great melodies, and combines a hodge podge of musical influences ranging from The Beatles to Boris. The musicianship of this band is stellar and is evidenced on their newest CD "Public Cemetery Party".
-Heavy Planet.net “Band to Burn One To Column 12/12/10”

"If you’re looking to expand your musical horizons, this album will definitely do the trick, you are opening an endless bag of goodies."
- The Buzz on NY.com review of "Public Cemetery Party"

"...their energetic repertoire that has been shaking the foundations of local venues in the Brooklyn area, has been bottled up and released on nine rip-roaring tracks."
- Chybucca Sounds review of "Public Cemetery Party"

"The progressive driving guitar riffs, spacey arena quality and the bands ability to switch up the sound on a dime makes for a great record."
- House of A&R review of "Public Cemetery Party"

"...A tremendous maelstrom of emotion and power finishes the listener off, leaving them a part of something incredible, an experienced soul ready for what‘s to come, and a poor victim addicted to PCP."
- Love Lucid/Australian Chicks Productions review of "Public Cemetery Party"

Press Release:
Long Island, New York’s Exemption has done more than mature their sound on their sophomore full-length, and third self-released disc, Public Cemetery Party. Their music has evolved into something beyond genres and sub-genres. Each of the nine tracks not only differs uniquely from one another but sets the band far apart from the current trends of today’s rock and metal bands. The songs are a kaleidoscope of musical styles: thick stoner metal mudslides slam head on into psychedelic landscapes; anthemic pop hooks give way to fiery surf-rock riffs, and crusty blues jams become violent exercises in aggressive funk. The first track “Hyperspiral” is a perfect example of this, moving seamlessly from Mastodon & Torche-esque riffage to euphoric melodies and hooks reminiscent of Rubber Soul. The influence of The Beatles is felt strongly throughout the disc, and singer/bassist Tom Moran even references Lennon’s influence in “Hyperspiral,” with the line “Love and instant karma’s not so simple now.” Like Torche, Exemption is not afraid to combine spine-cracking heaviness with bubbly pop-hook sweetness to create moods not often tapped into by new bands. Public Cemetery Party goes on to demonstrate the power trio’s skills as musicians. Their progressive side has earned them comparisons to The Mars Volta, Rush, and King Crimson, but this musical ability combined with their sense of humor at times is more in the vein of Frank Zappa . “Blood Heaven,” “Godzilla” and “Tasted By Love” demonstrate how incredibly drummer Ray Marte can be polyrhythmic over just about anything, often moving from common time to 9 and 7, and with fills that will have any drummer rewinding again and again. Guitarist/vocalist Nick Lee’s riffs and solos are a constant battle between good and evil, brutal and beautiful that rarely let up on taking the listener to new places. Finally, Tom Moran’s bass playing sticks the trio together like glue and his vocal melodies show that this band is no longer struggling to find their own sound but have forged their own over six years of hard work, dedication, and following their guts. This album has been almost a year in the making and the band is confident that it will turn some heads.

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Track Name: HYPERSPIRAL
Enslaved to the combine.
White tongues taste my third eye.
These gears that always grind.

My name is John Doe
and my mind's an open window.
Please try to climb inside.

Taken by hands to be cradled in fear.
But not today...

Cuz instant karma's not so simple now.
Love and instant karma's not so simple now.

Deaf ears hear all lies but
Blind eyes fuel this combine
and when I get out I'm gonna change your mind.

Come stay for awhile
in our Hyperspiral
Just don't let it steal your style

Taken by hands to be cradled in fear
Bred by the force to be shed through the gears
But not today...

Wo-oh
Track Name: BLOOD HEAVEN
I may not understand
Understand the half of what this means…
This means to me.
The birds in the forest sing
The pleasure and the fear the darkness brings…
It brings to me

You can put me at your altar
Fill the veins behind my eyelids with your love
You can kiss me while the ghosts are watching
And they’ll bleed into our blood
Heave into our blood

And I wanna die here with you
For the very first time, in the night
When the wolves are crying
I begin to feel it’s just a matter of time
And there’s just no logic left in pain

You came in through my door
From a subway train with a reason to get high
Then you were mine.
The days they build and fall
We wait so long to say the things we want.
What do we want?

You can tie me to emotions
Tie the rope around my heart until I talk.
You can look ahead and keep on walking
Though you’ve been around that block
At least a thousand times.

And I wanna die here with you
For the very first time
In the night with the angels sighing
I begin to feel it’s just a matter of time
And there’s just no logic left in pain
Tell me there’s no logic left in pain.
Track Name: MUTATING SKULLS
Take me to my place in the wasted underground
Cuz nothing is working out. Out…
Fuck the world!
Hey! Hey Hey!

We’re floating out in space
(Pluto) They’re on the floor.
And aliens exist.
Yes I swear.
Yes I swear.

Take me to my place in the wasted underground
Cuz nothing is working out. Out…
Fuck the world!
Hey! Hey Hey!
Track Name: HOUNDS OF SOUND
It sleeps within my shedding skin
Beneath the veil, light awaits
Buried in the massive chains
Of fallen gods and ripping hail
Hands possessed gripping at the great machine
They turn our eyes, we pull our time
Standing at the altar where the maker states
And with our faith we sympathize
You’ve chosen your demise

All around me
Substance clowns and the
Hounds of sound are
Building rhythms
Aesthetics bind them,
Gag them, blind them,
Turn on all your privilege
Into bondage.

Dismantle crooked lies
And drown in hidden spies
In a space behind your eyes
Before it chokes what still survives. The light
that sleeps within your shedding skin
And choose to feel
Then ride the wicked wheels

All around me
Substance clowns and the
Hounds of sound are
Building rhythms
Aesthetics bind them,
Gag them, blind them,
Turn all your privilege
Into bondage.
Lured by scent of infant blood,
Under laboring moon
Night hags are prowling.
Track Name: GODZILLA
On my own
Far from home
I, I…
Long I roam
Far from home
I, I…

Time warp into your mind boat
Sinking too fast…
Your wise horse
Shifting in colors
Gone is the past.

I found the surreal
Between the moon and the sun
I found the surreal, I found the surreal

GODZILLA! LIVE MONSTER! GOD KILLER! GODZILLA!

Belly to belly
Conceiving hourly
On the ocean floor.
Fend for yourself. Run.
Or have another look
And take your final rest with me.

GODZILLA! LIVE MONSTER! GOD KILLER! GODZILLA!
Track Name: WHITE ANIMAL
Before his eyes are buried by flies
Before we say our last goodbye
While you’re still alive
The holes get covered up
By the insides, yeah…
Before we cross that finish line

Savor your soul. Savor.

I could lay down
Falsehearted
I could turn away
I could calm down
Let my pain out
And tell myself
I’m gonna change
This is gonna change
We’re gonna change
I’m gonna so…
Don’t crack under the pressure.
Don’t crack under the pressure.

Savor your soul.
Savor your soul.
Savor your soul.
Track Name: BIRDS
Holding my head, there’s nothing that I know
Fine you told me so…
My head is a hive, and so be it that’s why
Fine and I suppose
Your holding my hand, there ain’t nothing to hold…
…Yet!

So don’t let it get to you now.
No don’t let it get to you now.

Over my head and everywhere I go
Fine you told me so…
My head is inclined to old and sinking boats
Crimes and chemicals
Holding my head
There ain’t nothing to know
…Yet!

So don’t let it get to you now.
And don’t let it get to you now…
Now…
Track Name: COLD BODIES
Year of nine
We learned through wine
Not to sing
The hymn of swine

Through vacant words
That fall like birds
From cloudy skies
Our teachers and drug dealers
Take time to eat our minds

Year of ten
We fall again
Failure born
From hidden hands

To the black surface of Kiwanis
Cold bodies rise
Mothers and fathers
Are forced to try…
Identify

Cold bodies rise
Identify…
Cold bodies rise
Identify…
Track Name: TASTED BY LOVE
Bees swarming in the breeze
Feeding on a seduced soul
Sown by your mind alone
Seated at a psycho’s throne

Drawn in, weakened,
By the shapes she makes
Dancing slowly
In cemeteries…

Young blood is often tasted by love,
Then often wasted,
And poured back into you.

I look in to where it all begins
Now I know why you must go
So you found my wasted underground
Tell me why dos it wear off so slow

Drawn in, weakened,
By the shapes she makes
Dancing slowly
In cemeteries…

Everybody come to the public cemetery party tonight!

Young blood is often tasted by love,
Then often wasted,
And poured back into you.

I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zooooooo…