New Age (Single)

by Teen Girl Scientist Monthly

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New Age is the second single from Teen Girl Scientist Monthly's new album Modern Dances.

The cover art is a loving ode to Talking Heads, with a photograph by the amazing Avery McCarthy.

Check out the music video for New age at youtu.be/pw-O28Sc55Q

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released March 26, 2013

matt roi berger - guitars, vox
matt gliva - bass guitar
melissa lusk - organ
morgan lynch - vox
hiroyuki matsuura - drums
pete scalzitti - keys

recorded and mixed by gary atturio in the garage at Galuminumfoil Studios, BK
additional recording by roko djokovic
New Age mastered by alex deturk
Invasion mastered by nicholas dimichele

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Teen Girl Scientist Monthly Brooklyn, New York

Teen Girl Scientist Monthly is a 6-piece rock group from Brooklyn. They sound like Ra Ra Riot and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah making out in the bathroom.

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Track Name: New Age
No light – set and send me home.
Bright eyes – search these city bones.
Wild fires – warm with what we know:
You’re never alone when in need – you got a sister and
It’s all right. It’s alright if you need a home,
Cuz the city’s home.

Nothing could shake us from our time.
If it’s somewhere, something,
We wanna get it right, tonight.

I believe, yes, I believe
It’s right.
I believe, yes, I believe -
Gonna get it right.

Dreamer – wake and come alive
Everyone’s calling your name, they want your heat – it’s like a
Fever – a new age every night.
You’re never alone when in need – you got a sister

And it’s so hard to get it right.
And we know, love, but we’ll get it right,
Tonight.

I believe, yes, I believe
We’re right.
I believe, yes, I believe -
Gonna get it right.
We’re gonna get it right.
Track Name: Invasion
So I don’t wanna go, but I know how to breathe
And all these secrets in me are making pieces of me
There’s a dam around this city shaking hands with the sea
And making plans to proceed, licking salt through its teeth

And I don’t mean to complain
But I don’t need to explain
That I don’t want to be the last one to stay

I don’t want to think about the violence in me
But there are islands in me and each is dying to breathe
And when the waters rise we’ll all belong to the sea
And the invasion I fear is only I into me

And I don’t mean to complain
But I don’t need to explain
That I don’t want to be the last one to stay

Idle are the thoughts I don’t wanna believe
Cuz that’s the label I give when I’m lyin to me
And silence is the gift I’m spitting in the between
And what is she to believe, but of a wreck and the weak

She’s thinkin, I don’t mean to complain
But I don’t need to explain
That I don’t want to be the last one to stay