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The Monitor

Rating: 5.9/10 ?

March 30, 2010
So these New Jersey youngsters return, just barely old enough to get a legal drink, with either an Andy Kaufmanesque joke, or a sincere, rambling mess that often times collapses under its own poorly sketched-out ambition. Most of the time it's both.

That the music sometimes succeeds in spite of Patrick Stickles' mostly rambling nonsense is where the praise should be heaped, but it's still a puzzling development from a band that excelled by such a wide margin at writing conventional rock songs on their debut; even its longer pieces with cumbersome titles had a more natural feel than the multipartite operettas of The Monitor.

The Airing of Grievances was the kind of record that thaws the heart of so many indie kids who believed they'd outgrown guitar rock. Enter the overblown sequel. In a development that makes a Michael Bay sequel look modest, the ambitious New Jersey band has decided on a semi-linear Civil War-themed song cycle that neither seems to gel thematically nor in discrete individual pieces. Maybe it's because they don't take their convictions seriously enough to cling to a very well-thought-out story, let alone any sort of cohesiveness, or maybe they're just half-joking. Maybe they lack the imagination to fill in the details such a task requires. It's definitely easy to suspect all of the above.

The first track begins with another cryptic, vamped-theatre voice, but soon gives way to an almost Hold Steady-like ramble about interstates and New Jersey and who-really-cares-what. As soon as Stickles spits out "Tramps like us/ Baby we were born to die," the song predictably revs up the rock. Chunky chords and melodic lead guitars eventually devolve to a screamy-bridge (not unlike the one found in Grievances' "Upon Viewing Breughel's 'Landscape with the Fall of Icarus'") before his automatic Greek chorus howls the melody again. It's a great example of all of the best elements that conspire to make this album difficult to dismiss outright: when it's good it's really good.

Really, the lyrics are the crutch. There's so much going on in most of these ambitious, turbulent songs that with every change in style or signature you're thrown for another loop. Most of the turns of phrase are mediocre or occasionally off-putting. When Stickles utters melodrama about a "pig in feces" it's like a cheap special effect depowering a great scene in an otherwise fine movie. However, it should be noted, that the overall effect of the mostly terrible lyrics doesn't dampen the momentum or ability to enjoy the album. Part of what keeps the "concept" from becoming absolute kryptonite is both the band's unwillingness to take it too seriously, and the fact that as a listener you don't need to buy into the concept to enjoy the overall feel of the album, which is joyous, spirited and (I suppose) enjoyably mushmouthed.

There's something to be said for a Dark Knight-quoting, bratty young band of clearly talented musicians trying this hard. At times the running-on-fumes punk benefits The Monitor's overall sound. But the problem is that the songs that surround the defined centerpieces sound undeveloped or just plain fall flat, particularly early on when we hear about a supposed hero covered in excrement and piss as a dramatic plot-point. It all falls in the camp (pun intended) of trying too hard, which is a shame. All in their early 20s, it's easy to see the perceived expectations for a sophomore blowout crippling the execution. There's plenty of time to bounce back for such an exuberant idea-packed group, and hey, they erred on the side that made me think. Trying too hard is still better than not trying at all.

Reviewed by Cory Tendering
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