“I think love between gay men is often complex, especially of my generation, because we come from a place of trauma,” Waugh says. “The journey into the record is you can’t experience some of the love that I talk about in Out and Playlist without comprehending all of that [trauma that came before]. Out of all of that, the love comes.”
And the love and the songs don’t go quietly. Right from the start, Beauty & Truth, tracked with a live band in the studio of his long-time producer Shane Nicholson, was a record that didn’t so much break from the folk and country-based sound of his previous work as build on it. Build up from it, into a record that doesn’t see boundaries.
“For me all the reference points were songs that sounded anthemic: this is what I want to put on when I’m having a blue day. My boyfriend is very good at hanging shit on me and his nickname for me is Cheeseball McGee. I in fact have a playlist called Cheesy Guilty Power Ballads, that I unapologetically love,” confesses Waugh.
Anthemic is one thing, the album packing stirring verses and the kind of rousing choruses that convince you that change is reachable, that you are changeable, that the world is not fixed. But with slowly tender songs such as Moved and Patsy Cline, the subtly filled spaces of Father’s Day and rising energy of To Be Alive, Cheeseball McGee is nowhere to be found.
“That’s the reason why you partner with Shane Nicholson: he won’t let you get away with that shit,” Waugh says. “I’m still in awe of what he can do as a musician and every musician in that room. I had this impostor syndrome standing behind the microphone, but I feel that the sound was forged in that room.”
The sound was forged in that room, but the stories go back further, go out wider because there’s a whole lot of living in Beauty & Truth – Waugh’s life, maybe yours or someone you know, maybe someone still figuring out their own – because here’s a chance to “really grab truth by the ears and look at it”, in its ugliness and its beauty.