Past Waters​/​Fever Lives

by Moñecho

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Sauce Ma'Gosh This album blew me away. Toby Driver repeatedly finds these incredible musicians to tour with and upon learning more about them I discover their minds are so deeply intertwined with music to an understanding I repeatedly enjoy. I would recommend this to anyone regardless of genre taste! Favorite track: Temple of Forgotten Saints.
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"All of the pieces in this album are absolutely gorgeous, elegant, and so deeply and comprehensively developed. Moñecho plunges into a place where most people would not dare venture into their psyches—this album feels very urgent, cathartic, and intensely expressive. Each piece’s climax holds so much power and raw emotion—listeners may suddenly find themselves in tears, without having the slightest idea why. That is simply the power that music holds over us. But being able to harness the passion one feels and successfully convey it through music—that is the power of a musical genius."

~Juliana Russell, Black on the Canvas

“Unlike a typical indie rock album, there is little background to fall back on, no guide to consult in the artistic process. Moñecho throws the rulebook out the window with the creation of Past Waters/Fever Lives, and lives to tell the tale. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever heard, and that’s the best part about it."

“[Past Waters/Fever Lives'] release challenges the notion of what an LP can be today."

“It is hard to judge Moñecho on the basis of what an LP should be today, what a musician should accomplish in 10 tracks, because Serra doesn’t claim to defy the rules of any specific genre. He has created something unruly and novel altogether.”

~Kelsey Simkins, Bearded Gentlemen Music

"...[Moñecho] blends numerous musical genres to create a debut album that will challenge you to categorize his music as anything other than ethereally beautiful."

"...Past Waters/Fever Lives is nothing short of a sonic experiment that will force you to forget all your preconceived notions of what a successful album should sound like."

"Ignoring the conventions of one particular genre or even multiple genres and just allowing himself to take any and all inspiration he could find and running with it, Moñecho crafts a truly unique and wonderfully strange listening experience that you won’t find anywhere else."

~Jessica Wright, Under Bright Lights


This album consists of two contrasting and complimentary song bodies:

Past Waters (the first four tracks): ethereal, nostalgic, and calming, yet cathartic. Yin with dots of Yang.

Fever Lives (the latter five tracks): earthy, percussive, aggressive, heavy, dense. Yang with dots of Yin.

The two halves are separated by a blank one-minute pause.


released December 7, 2015

Matthew Serra - all music, production, recording, programming, and mixing

Paul Cooley - art and design, with photography by Jeff Smith and Michael Fox Serra

Corey Schreppel - mastering

Recorded 2011-2014. Copyright © 2014 Matthew Serra



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Moñecho Brooklyn, New York

Experimental, experiential compositions that blend elements and instrumentation of art rock, psychedelic rock, neo-folk, non-Western folk musics, ambience, and metal-influenced aesthetics into a cohesive entity.

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Track Name: Molih ta (majcho i molih)
Lyrics and translation, from

Molih ta, majcho i molih, nemozih da ta izmolja
Nemozih da ta izmolja, da ma ni glavish ni zenish
Da ma ni glavish ni zenish, barem juj saja godina
Barem juj saja godina, juj sova leto proleto
Juj sova leto proleto dorde ni dojde podzime
Dorde ni dojde podzima da sa zazbirat momine
Da sa zazbirat momine, momine na poprelkin
Leftera, da si pohodja, gizdilo da si ponosja
A ti ma majcho joglavi, joglavi, joshte jozeni

I begged you, mother, not to marry me off so young
Not in the spring or summer,
Nor before the fall
When girls gather at dances,
And I could have gone freely in my adornments
But you didn't listen,
And found me a bridegroom, too soon, mother