Chastity Belt - "Seattle Party" 10.25.13

What if every version of you—the brave one, the lost one, the angry one, the lonely one—were given a microphone?

A Monster of Me is a concept album disguised as a confession booth.
Across eleven tracks, Quantum me invites you into a hall of mirrors where each reflection talks back: the shameless self, the coward, the bureaucrat, the purist, the adolescent, the technodeterminist, the extremist, the nostalgist, the nihilist, the ironist… every mask you’ve worn to survive, every voice you’ve buried to stay sane.

Each song is a portrait of a “monster” that isn’t supernatural at all—
just painfully human.
These monsters whisper, argue, seduce, joke, deflect, confess.
Sometimes you root for them;
sometimes you recognise them;
sometimes you realise they’ve been running the show longer than you knew.

But the story doesn’t stay dark.
Woven through glitch-folk, indie-trap, electro-soul, and cinematic pop, the album traces a quiet rebellion: the moment the self stops fracturing and starts forming.
A journey from fragmentation to embodiment.
From masks to skin.

By the time the final track hits, one truth rises above the noise:

We’re all carrying monsters.
But none of them get the last word.

Listen from the beginning, or drop in anywhere—
every track is its own mirror,
and every mirror shows something worth looking at.

THE NOSTALGIST

This album is conceived as a modern reinterpretation of Dante Alighieri’s Inferno, told through a dark, cinematic rock-opera.
Each song serves as a chapter of the descent — not as a historical retelling, but as a visceral, emotional journey where the sins of humanity are personified, confronted, and ultimately illuminated.

The record is not merely about Hell.
It is about the human soul exposed under extreme truth.

The Silent Betrayal

Hold on my friend
It's gonna be okay
I'll wait here
I got nowhere else to go

There's songbirds in the cemetery
I wonder what they're singing
My guess is that it's some kind of hymn
Or something to the sort

He came up from behind
You never saw him coming
He gave you no time to react
You couldn't even sing your last song

There's songbirds in the cemetery
I wonder what they're singing
My guess is that it's some kind of hymn
Or something to the sort

Is it warm where you are
I hope you have something to eat
Don't worry 'bout me
I'll make it through the night

It doesn't matter anymore
Not after what he did
No amount of my begging and pleading
Could bring you back

Track from the album "Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1", previously released on the album "Devil In The Detail"

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