
by Colin Sargent
“ There will be no gold records on the wall.”
Restoration buffs are buzzing about singer/songwriter Daryl Hall’s recent purchase of the oldest house in Maine. The hammer price at
auction for the John Bray House at Kittery’s Pepperrell Point was just
under $2 million.
How did you feel when you first personally toured this house?
My first impression was, ‘how English,’ as opposed to Colonial
American. I know this because I’ve just finished renovating a 1740
house in London, in Hammersmith. For example, I was surprised to find
high plaster ceilings in this 345-year-old structure in Kittery, which
make it more akin to an English house than an American Colonial house.
The house is oak beamed. There are no chamfered beams and things
indicative of a 17th-century house in most places in America. It was
built ahead of its time.
Was this first excursion up here before the auction?
Just before. I subscribe to Antiques and The Arts Weekly,
an antiques magazine in Newtown, Connecticut, and they have a small
real estate section in the back. I just happened to see, coming up for
auction, “the oldest house in Maine,” and I was intrigued. So I asked
an architect I know, Analee Cole, to go up to look at the house and
just kind of describe it to me—you know, do some research, take some
pictures—and when she came back all excited, describing this great
house in good nick—English slang for “in good shape”—with beautiful
views, I came up a week later and saw what I saw. I really liked the
old village it was in; I’d never really seen that part of Kittery
before. I loved the age of the house, number one. I felt drawn to
something there.
This is starting to sound like a ghost story.
A house really does have a feeling. I’m a soul singer; a house can have
a bad soul, good soul, and no soul, but believe me, when a house does have a soul you can feel it. I think of ownership of a house in this
way: You may have contemporary control over your house, but it has an
existence of its own.
Can you describe your views of Pepperrell Cove?
When John Bray, who was a shipwright, built this house in 1662, he had
his choice of any building site he wanted, and he picked well. It has a
lot of shore frontage. Today, looking out over the cove, you see
various islands, lighthouses, and the south-facing view is great—good
for the weather.
Where’s your favorite spot in the house or grounds—a magic spot?
I think the parlor is my favorite right now. It’s where William
Pepperrell, who built his mansion three doors away, and John Bray’s
daughter were married in 1680. It’s elegant, cozy, with a great outlook
into the cove.

You’re
already channeling the former owners! Do you feel you have to connect
in some way with them in order to restore it correctly?
I’ve been doing a lot of research. Luckily, the people who have owned
this house have passed its story through the generations. I have in my
possession just about every article written about it, and the people in
it, dating to the 1880s. I have a lot about the configuration of the
house in its original state and documents about what’s happened over
the last 300 years.
As far as changes are concerned, I’m
not going to touch the original part of the house. A general store was
built on an adjacent lot around 1830 that they later attached as a wing
in the 1920s, and an outdoor porch turned into an indoor porch about
the same time. Those are the things that I’m going to address.
So many people think of you as having this cool and contemporary
side—is your love for early architecture a hidden part of you?
It’s been there all along. Besides, I don’t look at myself as a very
contemporary person. When you’re popular you may be contemporary in
your popularity, but in everything I do I have always shot for things
that are timeless emotions. Not that I have always succeeded. But I
value things by how far they go beyond the contemporary.
If you had lived contemporary with the Bray House, do you think you’d still have been a singer/songwriter?

I
would have been a musician in any period in time if I had grown up in
my family of musicians. Musicians and carpenters and bricklayers,
actually. My father built the house I grew up in, my mother was a
musician, and I was a singer in a band.
How much time will you spend up here?
Somewhere between living and visiting—that’s my life! I’ve always been
a road person. My career takes me all over the world, but at the same
time I like to have my feet on the ground. So all sorts of times in the
summer, fall, and spring, I’ll be up in Kittery, living there. It’s
only a three-hour drive from two other homes I’m restoring near
Millbrook, New York. They were built in 1771 and 1780.
So you’re up here now, puttering around, sampling the local crustaceans…
I had a lobster roll the other day. I love all kinds of seafood, shellfish.
What part of the Bray house has been most neglected?
None of it has really been neglected, but someone has renovated the
east side of the house, always the unknown part of the house, less than
well. That’s probably the most altered part of the house. The documents
get more vague when they get to “the east side lean-to with chambers
above…”
When was your first-ever visit to Maine?
In the 1970s I guess. We did a rehearsal above Portland somewhere. I’ve
played Portland a few times; it’s a very distinct place, not like
anywhere else in New England. I really like it a lot, but for one
reason or another it hasn’t often turned up for me on tour.
Have any high-profile buddies of yours ever joked with you about this musty passion of yours?
I don’t really talk to my contemporaries that much. Musicians seem to
stay in their own solar systems. The guys in my band have known about
it all along and don’t find it unusual at all. It’s funny. I look at Architectural Digest and see various musicians pictured with their houses and they always
look like they’re in hotel rooms—mansions and hotel rooms—and that’s
not me. [Laughs] There won’t be any gold records on the walls in the
Bray House.
Are there songs people should steer away from if they visit you?
Any song I’ve written or am writing—don’t sing. I hear that too often in my head. I’ll be coming to Maine to get away.
What’s the most exciting thing you’ve ever revealed while peeling back
some old wallpaper or fixing a wall in one of these old homes you’re
restoring?
In Dutchess County, New York, I took a
house apart piece by piece to restore it. It had been owned by the
Bates family from 1771. Finally, after the last of the Bateses died,
the caretaker sold it to me. Dismantling it, I found, in the walls, a
gray, mummified cat.
Hello!
I told the caretaker about it. She said, “This house was called ‘the
gray cat house’ because a legend passed down through the Bates family
says that a gray cat will always live here. When one dies, another will
appear out of the woods.” I sort of humored her and went back to
putting up the beams. A few weeks later, out of the woods, came a gray
kitten. I call her Miss Gray. She hasn’t left since.
Some people like old homes because they miss their parents, or
grandparents, or the whole gorgeous sense of a past that just gets
discarded like a Handi Wipe. Who are you looking for in your past with
these houses?
I grew up with a very close sense of
history on both sides of my family. We have family furniture and bibles
that date to the early 1700s. I’ve lived with a sense of history all my
life.
[Pause] I’ve watched stone Pennsylvania farmhouses
turning into fields full of McMansions and shopping centers and all the
crap you see out here. Finding the value of things that might otherwise
go to waste [it’s rumored that the underbidder for the 345-year-old
Bray House was considering tearing it down] and recovering them, it’s
the way people should naturally live.
People should live in
small, natural, village-like environments, where they get to know each
other and are connected to the land and progress is stimulated. I’m
very Jeffersonian about that. You can progress toward something better. You don’t always have to progress toward something worse. |