TheTreehouse

by Angela McCluskey and Paul Cantelon

This album is intended as a gift from Angela and Paul to those who knew them well and played a part in their journey and will be released officially later this year when the inaugural Angela McCluskey Legacy Award is announced. Until that time, the album shall remain with you.

About The Treehouse

In Celtic lore, a thin place is described as a veil between heaven and earth— a threshold, between this realm and the
next, that offers glimpses of the eternal and access to the divine.

Initially sketched by composer Paul Cantelon during the
pandemic and completed in this past year following the sudden
death of his wife, Scottish vocalist Angela McCluskey,
The Treehouse is a wistful gossamer web of field recordings,
both whispered and sung, of songs that accompanied Angela throughout her life—recorded primarily in the home they shared in Nichols Canyon in Los Angeles—
the treehouse of the album’s title.

Naturally, with Angela’s passing, the album now feels like an elegy, but there are aspirant fragments and fugitive pigments
here, augmented by Cantelon’s breathtaking arrangements and unmistakable piano, that lift The Treehouse beyond the anguish of losing our friend.

There is, of course, much more to be said of Angela and much felt, but with this parting gift of an album I am reminded that to examine something beautiful too closely is to destroy it— so I ask only that you think of The Treehouse as a diaphanous curtain, woven from reverie and grief, billowing in the breeze of an open window in their California home. A thin place

Credits

Recorded at their treehouse home in Nichols Canyon, Los Angeles.
Arrangements and Original Music Composition by Paul Cantelon
Vocals on “Sparrow”—Kadija
Produced by Jason Armstrong Beck and David Russo
Save Me recorded and produced by Dan Sammartano
Mastered and mixed by Thomas Ross Johannsen

Album Art by JAB /Video Art by Joseph DiGiovanna /Words by JAB

Bernadette Records 2026

Angela is the voice, the wings, the aura, the rings, the cloth, the sail in the wind, the energy, the path, the clear bow, the ethos, the lipstick, the emotional glue, the tone, the end of many beginnings, the golden red, the moon, the sheltering sky, the beauty turned into the echo of the big bang. She is, she will.
— Ruth Bazza