ALP stands for Anna Livia Plurabelle, a character in James Joyce’s Ulysses, she is the prototypical female, a symbol of all femininity, and she is imagined as water which falls from the sky as rain, flows through rivers into the sea, is evaporated into the air and falls again, in an endless cycle, man is HCE, Here Comes Everyone, he is the island, the land over which ALP flows, ALP is about flow and continuity, HCE is solid and isolated, ALP is about freedom and chaos and becoming, HCE is about order and being - Driving home from my mother’s house in suburban Tulsa into the less affluent area in which I live over a bridge of concrete raised from the earth like a circuit board of rigid paths to follow, determined ends and gates of logic set out before me by my countrymen, tributaries and rivulets exiting into pools of security, I see ALP in the sky, Anna Livia Plurabelle, all that is feminine, fluid, falling as rain upon the surface of HCE, masculine monument, rigid in his order, dormant in complacency, barely cognizant of the chaotic life-force that continually passes through caverns and canyons, grid-like across his impassive body, she escapes to freedom in the sea, open, mixing and mixed, omnipresent, collective - only to evaporate and return again. In the broad landscapes of suburban commercial wasteland that America becomes and is becoming, the machines we rely upon and the pathetic substitutes for capillaries which they traverse sclerotic with oil and the sweat of the disinherited provide us with ever thicker intimations of safety and excuses against responsibility to buffer ourselves against the pain of interaction, the acknowledgement of interdependency, of common humanity, increasingly perceived only through glowing boxes, seeming intrusions into our homes that maintain reassuringly convex glass limits, walling off the simulated humanity trapped inside, allowing it only so much of a foothold, tethered by a power button imagining control or the possibility of muting the wholesale auction of the estate of the American dream, images consumed and discarded, and forgotten, but for the last flicker of the screen as we retire to our peaceful forgetting cradles, a bright flash illuminating the arid, rigid, rotten, concrete cores of egoconcentricity
lyrics
A thousand glowing orbs on a darkling plain moving quickly through but never escaping
Enforced distance by a radius of concrete, to each their own private place of peace
Afraid that the end is near or that and end to the next sale is come to pass, a lost opportunity to sell myself or sell my friend
No man woman or child an island but a continent with swirling winds to then connect us all and then throw us far away, ALP prefers the sea
the band - started march 2003, from tulsa,OK. and san diego, ca
in its last recorded form:
craig maricle -
drums
chris skillern - bass, voice
stephen paul - guitar, voice
eric titterud - guitar, voice
the band has previously included:
doug johnston (drums) and daniel sutliff (bass), who both played on the first three demos,
blake foster (drums), and aaron thornhill (bass) and mike laughlin (drums)...more
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A fantastic album. I can see why they didn't continue under the name The Evens, as it's a different sound with the bass added. Coriky is the Evens + Joe Lally from Fugazi on bass. If you can imagine The Evens with a slightly more funky, aggressive sound like Fugazi... that's what you get! And there's no way that can ever go wrong. What a great debut album!! smiledozer