The border between England and Wales is surrounded on both sides by the Welsh Marches. These are an area of transition, neither one nor the other. They are also an area of considerable natural beauty and charm.
The first seven tracks are ambient impressions of the area around Hay-on-Wye a Welsh town right on the border in the marches, hence the album name.
In addition to the physical border through the marches, the impressions relate to the other transitions which show this area at its finest, the changing of the seasons and between day and night.
All songs written and performed by Jon Moncrieff © 2012
Dawn over Hay
Sparrows cough, crows yawn and stretch, and the pink fingers of dawn spread over the sleepy town.
My early morning view. Perfect with the first cup of tea of the day.
Capel – y – ffin
A strange, ever changing place. At its best in Spring and Autumn to my mind.
Misty fields in winter, crisp frost underfoot and you can see and hear for miles.
Stark, lonely and beautiful. Twisty roads and high hedges present changing glimpses of farms and peaks.
Red Kites over Hay Bluff
Climbing and falling in empty clear air. How I wish I could do that.
The name is from the Welsh for clear water.
Anxiety … Resolve … Hope … Dashed.
After the rain
When the rain stops and the birds come out again and chatter as though they hadn’t seen each other for years, then disperse to get on with things before the next shower.
These other tracks are more songlike :-
For absent friends.