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PAUL BEAUCHAMP - GREY MORNINGS

Year: 2017
Record label: Boring Machines

Two years after the release of the critically acclaimed, Pondfire, Paul Beauchamp returns with his second solo album, Grey Mornings. Once again tapping into geographical influence for inspiration, the nine tracks of ambient drones reflect the feelings and emotions experienced during the early hours of grey, foggy mornings in both the Piedmont region of Beauchamp’s birthplace in North Carolina and the Piemonte region of Northern Italy where he now resides.
Beauchamp continues his research into experimental ambient but at the same time has deviated into new territory moving away from the minimalism of Pondfire through the use of various acoustic and electric instruments, field recordings and incorporating the studio as a
creative device in and of itself together with the engineering aid of Julia Kent during the recording process.
The record is released on a beautifully packaged gatefold CD+booklet
Mastered by: Nicolus Ripitus at Ångström Records
Artwork: Luigi Pugliano.



PAUL BEAUCHAMP - PONDFIRE

Year: 2015
Record label: Boring Machines, Old Bicycle Records, Neon Produzioni

Paul Beauchamp's Pondfire has been my favourite record in 2014, and it was only available through Paul's Bandcamp page. Other two fine folks contacted me to show their appreciation for this highly romantic record, so we decided to give it a phisical format.

Pondfire is a very intimate record, as Paul's words express:
I grew up on my grandfather's farm in the Muddy Creek basin of North Carolina. My grandfather was Hubert James Slater and was the most important man in my life. As an interesting coincidence we share the same birthday, June 8th. Living on the farm was extremely hard work but at the same time an amazing place to grow up, there were animals of all types and acres and acres of space where two young brothers could very easily find trouble to get into.

My favorite place on the farm was the pond. During the summers my brother and I would spend hours and hours down at the pond around a campfire, looking at the stars and drinking beer all night long.

My grandfather's farm is no longer there. As the suburban sprawl of nearby Winston-Salem finally arrived at the Muddy Creek basin, developers bought the land where the farm was located and converted it into residential zones. The one lane steel trussel bridge on Phillip's Bridge Road that crossed the Muddy Creek on the way to the farm has been replaced by a four lane concrete flattop bridge. The fields are now yards, the forests where we used to cut down trees for wood that we would use to heat our house in the winter and make fires down by the pond in the summer are now middle-class houses. The pond itself has been filled in.

Pondfire is dedicated to the memory of my grandfather and his farm and to his, mine and my brother's blood and sweat which soaked the ground there.