Driving in a red 1973 Cadillac Coupe De Ville along the Atlantic Coast, crossing the 17 mile marvel of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and Tunnel, brought home that there can be all sorts of manners of crossing an ocean. The classic auto floated like a boat as it traversed the bridge, tunnel, bridge, tunnel — being above and then below the water in this classic car also served as a reminder that the past should inform the means by which we elect to transport ourselves. We had been toying with using the word sea in our band name, because the open expanse and unseen contributions beneath the surface seemed poetically linked to our desire to try and create music that seems both uniform on its surface but manages to mix discordant sounds, histories and heritage beneath its surface even where many of those elements seems to act in contravention of one another. 

A garage band rap dreamer, a jazz aficionado multi-instrumentalist, an alt/ folk rap diva, a globe trotting classical pianist and an a cappella cat turned Whiffenpoof, meant we could source an array of musical forms and genres. But in our best moments we do not simply want to match sounds, we hope to be subversive — utilizing vibes that are not typically thought of as complementary to one another. The “coupe” then in our name is not solely a mode of transportation into the sea of sounds, but ideally an overtaking of convention or more appropriately a “coup” of the sounds of the sea. So hopefully you will join us on a voyage that will not always result in music that grabs you when you first hear it, but ideally will inspire you to hear more even when it does not.