The Points North
The Points North is an expression of spirits found in the eastern seaboard’s northernmost major city- home to beauty, kindness, love, isolation, and longing.
Chris North Alspach is a former small-city photojournalist and has attended many house fires, camera in hand. Regina Peterson grew up playing flute in her family’s church, and began collaborating with Alspach in summer 2006 under the name Saint Joe Hazelwood. A year later the pair met Dylan Clark at a show in a Pennsylvania cornfield while Clark was in the midst of a two-month U.S. tour drumming for Tigersaw. The trio quickly bonded over reminiscence of their shared childhood home of rural Central Massachusetts.
The Points North performed their first show in Cambridge in February 2008 and went on to perform 40 shows and release a split cassette before the end of the year.
In 2009 The Points North played 70 shows throughout the northeast and released the 12″ LP I Saw Across The Sound, which has since received dozens of reviews and was recently named a top local release of 2009 by The Boston Globe. In November The Points North gained bassist Evan Foudray, whom they had met a year earlier while playing at a campfire in the woods of Maine.
In January and February 2010 The Points North temporarily relocated to Victoria, Australia to record their yet-to-be-released sophomore album with Adam Casey of The Boy Who Spoke Clouds.
Releases
WFR076: Chris North – Lovedream (LP)
“…these aren’t coyly affectionate songs, these are jubilant hymns to the ecstatic, revelatory state of love [...] For me, it sounds like a high-up window letting in sounds from heaven which inspires reverence now.”
12″ hand numbered black vinyl from a run of 100, in screen printed recycled cardboard sleeve with Lindsay Metivier photograph affixed.
WFR054/WFRV 001: Whitehaus Family record family record
A double vinyl LP compilation of tracks from 26 artists associated with the Whitehaus in Jamaica Plain.
that summer you moved quickly. there was no time after work to go home before the show so you pack those boots in your bag in the morning when you left the new apartment, made a call during a cigarette break and scribbled an address, a part of town you don’t know but go alone anyway, all the streets look the same but you find it, from the outside it looks like no one’s home and at the bottom of the dark stairs you panic. you almost turn and run but you don’t and the door opens for your knock and there’s a smiling face on the other side…