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Clovis Points LP

by Alarms & Controls

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1.
Megalodon 04:53
Deep within the jaws an isotope Deep within the ridges stem cells Waves as mountains petrfied Beneath them swims Megalodon So we pitch and slide down slopes whose lines Advance and retreat absent regimes Like teeth in the mouth Reaching down deep inside an extinct predator Whose dorsal fin makes up the skyline Skeleton of modern industry It once swam as Megalodon So we pitch and slide down slopes of time Like teeth in the mouth of Megalodon Reaching down deep inside an extinct predator
2.
Khmer Avatar 02:49
The Invisible Hand tore the city down The Disco platform has failed We lay under Banyan root The stone lotus, in petrified bloom, Towers above the statuary reformed as an accretion The Terra Cotta soldier's salt is the glue in the faults The military platform prevails We slid away a carbonate, expressionlessly awaiting the avatar And the continents, they shake and dance, they sift our pieces I am stumbling across the Khmer bas relief and on the downward My knees crumble into stone and dust I'm bleeding out the treasures Tectonics conspire to swallow me whole Crushing the chemistries of symbiosis and organelle
3.
take a switch from the willow tree Meet me behind the milkhouse door This will hurt you more than it hurts me, boy See the gold flash in hs shit-eatin' grin Hear the snicker the chowderhead brogue This will hurt you more than it hurts me, boy Out of sight and sound of your mother Out of sight and sound with you, stepfather Out of sight and sound Brown Courderoy, he's a new friend Brown Courderoy, It's his uniform Brown Courderly, he's getting even From the silo top he's pulling on you with his invisible strings Behind the rockpile he gently sings We will hurt him more than he hurt us Out of Sight and Sound
4.
Alarm, Alarm The most intimate voice says, Alarm Yout tripped the wire that let the poison darts fly You set the trap that broke your back and started your collapsing You blew a seal to reveal phytotoxic insides A pathologic reflection anti-matter collection of bad seeds and clones Watchful, these little minds, they work wonders build universes to defend To pretend that the enemy is not in the house They are not alone trembling in the bush When surviving the present moment is the best you can do Informed by memories compressed and dangerous and coiled to spring, I apprehend That the enemy is now in the house We are now trembling in the bush You scan the skies, only moments left under the missiles So you run and fall and cut yourself on a broken personality
5.
Swarm Theory 02:40
Under latticed wings of shifting symbols Axioms connect the head to the thorax United sgments a formula A distant thrum now soon the skies will darken The bit storm, the cloud, the swarm is metastatic The bit storm, the cloud, the swarm is quadratic Proof comes within numbers astronomic Toward any cause with means to gather it A trillion autonomous components All movement as if by a single mind composed The bit storm, the cloud, the swarm is quadratic
6.
As you lay seething under your hood of moss and fear The white gloom of reflection from satellites fails to fill your Black hole of an eye As you lay seeping into the mangrove the vital flow Night beams trap the conscious; implant in orbit a barren sphere Reborn a sea of dust I was born on Oceanus Procellarum On the inching squall between day and night As you lay sleeping, your limbs the roots down through the swamp, A dream breaks the surface, a face gasps for air, the moon shines in your Black hole of an eye I was born on Oceanus Procellarum on the inching squall between day and night
7.
They saw the bite wounds and chased you away No dose could cure you so ran to the wild Like Jeremiah Johnson the mountain man Lie in hibernation and you rise again in the spring When your eyes dropped open and your mind is in the sway To a foreign alkaloid or alien half-life You could not quite understand how you wound up doing this So you roam at random and take what comes your way. From then on your life is a cataract Going over the edge is the easiest choice And looking down from the cliffs above you see the patterns ran against you I hid under copper leaves like coins over the dry ledge of Niagara My face broke the frozen ground blind cold stars a galaxy to bedrock
8.
When the agent found me lying, her arrow knockd and drawn I tried to move, she said, "Son, don't try it, I've got the drop" I said, "Oh, I shot my arrows years ago, they're just now whistling back" My contingent has abandoned and my mouth's a dead connection I move like the eyeless fish in abyssal water I stumble from the party, caved in to the forest floor Shot in the back with arrows Once upon a time I loosed from my own bow And later I fell Birthed and squirrelled in leaves my frozen extremities Arranged to spend the winter's night wedged into the earth's crust Man how I failed again You see, it's all about survival, so I chew the leaves and the seeds Of these exiled weeds, of these crude remedies That are worse than the disease Man how it laid me out. You see the time-line has two arrows Catch me now I'm flying backward Catch me now I think I'm falling Catch me now You're a damn good archer 'cause I keep falling Shot in the back with arrows
9.
Children ready, get on your marks, get set, GO! Round and round the track we go Race round the rim of the hole We keep climbing out of, we keep climbing out I reach down to fill my cup against the handicap You see where the blocks are set, way ahead of the curve Round and round the track we go.. Reach down to fill my cup against the handicap You see where the blocks are set... They say you gotta be practical, you gotta run hard on the trickledown That there are winners and losers, so you better place in your heat Heard it said it's the natural order each one's gotta learn his place Well I'm tired of being bounced around and running hard on the trickle down Running hard on just a trickle
10.
Swing your hammers for free Come on all of you brave people Let's look back from a crisis averted And swing your hammers for free We can forge the times with better reasons And more elegant modes of action And swing our hammers for free Or not at all Held in the furnace, and quick to the anvil The instincts must be turned and struck when the iron's hot History seems so deep just an eyeblink in natural time Populations burn bright and out unless survival is recast Mobilize the intellect and redirect the animal Breath to life the synthetic
11.
After the exchange is closed on all the profit taking The towers leaning over test our featherless flight Because we're jumping free Where are the technologies that put our feet back on the ground? Where are our Clovis Points? Here we run down the edge of lake, smooth sand records our feet Weapons balanced over shoulders A dry sun sees a backward History And we run to take down all giants we can find, every single one These songs, they are our Clovis Points

about

Alarms & Controls formed in Washington, D.C. during the fall of 2010. The band's roots go back further, though, to 2003, when guitarist Chris Hamley (Antimony, Circus Lupus) and drummer Vin Novara (The Crownhate Ruin, 1.6 Band) were performing in an ensemble accompanying Nitrate Hymnal, a post-rock opera created by writer/composer Bob Massey. After the production closed, they decided to try writing some songs together, but the project dissolved after only a few practices. It wasn't until eight years later — when Hamley finally returned to Novara's house to retrieve his amplifier — that they decided to give it another go, eventually recruiting Michael Honch to play bass. In 2012, the trio released a single, Reanimus Cataract b/w Kirtland's Warbler, as a split between Dischord and Mud Memory Records.

Recorded in 2012 at the Magpie Cage in Baltimore with J. Robbins (Jawbox, Office of Future Plans) — as a split between Dischord and Lovitt Records.

Following the recording sessions, Honch left the group to pursue a graduate degree, handing bass duties over to Arthur Noll. In 2014, Burleigh Seaver joined the band on second guitar.

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released November 19, 2013

Chris Hamley - vocals & guitar
Michael Honch - bass
Vin Novara - drums

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Alarms & Controls Washington, D.C.

We are:
Chris Hamley: guitar, vocals
Arhur Noll: bass
Vin Novara: drums
Burleigh Seaver: guitar

Michael Honch: bass (2010-2013)

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