The Grey line sessions, a nod to the invisible band around the earth that separates daylight from darkness, an enigmatic phenomenon that provides those wishing to transmit radio signals with a brief but magical opportunity to do so, unhindered by signal attenuation. Much of this album was recorded very early in the morning, an arrangement that reflected the busy lives of its creators more than any otherworldly pursuit. We did however come to regard it as a special time of day when the streets of the old market town were only just beginning to stir. The newsagent preparing the daily deliveries and the first of the fruit and veg market stalls quietly readying themselves to greet their customers some hours later. I saw them chatting whilst sipping fresh coffee from flasks as they looked towards the skies debating what the day might hold for them, weather depending. Unexpectedly there was poetry to it all as I walked the familiar path to the studio nestled above a high street slowly coming to life.
