Richard Devine’s last full-length, Lipswitch, was enjoyable due to the subtle melodies embedded within its textured noise. Aleamapper, on the other hand, is much more abstract. The sounds here are sometimes so grating, you’re forced to focus on each individual noise. I find that if I’m in just the right mood, loosely structured noise is delicious. I’ll put on Farmers Manual and let the sound wash over me. This album is like that. There is the occasional beat or fragment of a voice, but I find Devine’s more melodic efforts much more consistently listenable.