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Bryn Terfel and Rhys Meirion were born within a few miles of eac h other among the western
foothills of Snowdonia. They are the product of a unique culture where singing – from a very
young age – is as normal as breathing, and singing competitions (in ‘Eisteddfodau’) a part of
everyday life. Both Bryn and Rhys testify to the importance of Welsh culture in their musical
upbringing, and this collection of duets is a tribute to that culture.
There are also songs from other cultures, and Bryn Terfel and Rhys Meirion are equally at home
in many genres and musical styles. To watch them in the recording studio w as to witness two
musical beings in perfect harmony –
not only do the voices match,
but their innate feeling for the songs
matches as well. And that harmony
is heard and felt throughout this
very special recording.
Two great singers from one little
corner of Wales, with a performance
that will resonate around the world.
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1 Benedictus 3’30
Music by Robat Arwyn, arr. Chris Hazell © Cyhoeddiadau Curiad. Words from the Mass.
Catrin Finch harp, Celticana, Ensemble Cymru
2 Y Darlun 2’48
Music by Davey Davies, arr. Annette Bryn Parri. Words by T. Rowland Hughes
© Baptist Union of Wales.
Annette Bryn Parri piano, Catrin Finch harp
3 Y Ddau Forwr 3’46
Music by Joseph Parry. Words by Rev. T. C. Edwards (Cynon Fardd) © Public Domain.
Annette Bryn Parri piano
4 Grist Bendigedig 3’11
Music by Annette Bryn Parri © Cyhoeddiadau Sain. Words by Wil Ifan © Pantycelyn Press.
Annette Bryn Parri piano
5 Perhaps Love 3’17
Words and music by John Denver © Cherry Lane Music.
Rhys Wyn Parry guitar, Ensemble Cymru
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6 Y Ddau Frython 3’06
Music by J. Brwynog Jones. Words by E.P. Davies © Snell & Sons Ltd.
Annette Bryn Parri piano
7 Y Border Bach 3’26
Tune: Ainsberg. Music by Joachim Neander, arr. Annette Bryn Parri.
Words by William Crwys Williams © William Crwys Williams
Annette Bryn Parri piano
8 Luned 2’03
Music by Eric Jones, arr. Annette Bryn Parri. Words by T. Elfyn Jones © Cyhoeddiadau Curiad.
Celticana, Ensemble Cymru
9 Dal Ein Tir 3’13
Music by Rhys Jones. Words by Aled Lloyd Davies © Cwmni Cyhoeddi Gwynn Cyf.
Annette Bryn Parri piano
0 Pan Fyddo’r Nos Yn Hir 2’56
Words and music by Ryan Davies arr. Annette Bryn Parri © Ryan Davies.
The children of Bontnewydd School and Pen Barras School, Rhuthun,
Annette Bryn Parri piano, Catrin Finch harp, Ensemble Cymru
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! Eli Jenkins’ Prayer 2’46
Tune: Troyte’s Chant, arr. Chris Hazell. Words by Dylan Thomas © Dylan Thomas Estate.
Celticana, Ensemble Cymru
@ Y Ddau Wladgarwr 2’41
Music by Joseph Parry. Words by Rev. T. Lodwick © Snell & Sons Ltd.
Annette Bryn Parri piano
£ Anwylyn Mair 2’59
Words and music by Gilmor Griffiths © Cyhoeddiadau Sain.
Annette Bryn Parri piano, Catrin Finch harp
$ Salm 23 4’48
Music by Caryl Parry Jones © Caryl Parry Jones. Words from the Bible.
Nigel Hopkins keyboards, programming
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1 Benedictus
Benedictus qui venit Blessed is the one who comes
in nomine Domini. in the name of the Lord.
Hosanna in excelsis. Hosanna in the highest.
2 Y Darlun The Picture
Dwy law yn erfyn sydd yn y darlun Two hands praying are in the picture
Wrth ymyl fy ngwely i, by my bedside,
Bob bore a nos every morning and evening,
Mae’u gweddi’n un dlos, their prayer is so beautiful,
Mi wn er na chlywaf hi. I know though I cannot hear it.
Pan af i gysgu, mae’r ddwy law hynny When I fall asleep, those two hands
Wrth ymyl fy ngwely i by my bedside
Mewn gweddi ar Dduw are praying to God
I’m cadw i’n fyw, to keep me alive,
Mi wn er na chlwyaf hi. I know though I hear it not.
A phan ddaw’r bore, a’r wawr yn ole And when morning comes and dawn light breaks
Wrth ymyl fy ngwely i by my bedside
Mae’r weddi o hyd the prayer is still
Yn fiwsig i gyd, full of music,
Mi wn er na chlwyaf hi. I know though I hear it not.
Rhyw nos fach dawel fe ddwg yr awel One quiet night, the breeze will come
O ymyl fy ngwely i to my bedside
Y weddi i’r sêr, to take the prayer to the stars,
Fel eos o bêr, like the song of a nightingale,
A minnau’n ei chlywed hi. and I will hear it then.
3 Y Ddau Forwr The Two Sailors
Dau forwr llawen ydym We are two merry sailors
Yng nghreadigaeth iôr from bounded land set free;
Dieithriaid ar y ddaear when travelling earth are strangers:
Ein cartref ydyw’r môr. our home is on the sea.
Y cadben yw ein brenin The ship is our palace,
Y llong yw’n palas glân the captain is our king,
Y tonnau yw’n mynyddoedd the waves are our mountains,
Adseiniant wrth ein cân. they echo when we sing.
Gwell gennyf fod yn forwr I’d rather be a sailor
Er garwed ydyw’r gwaith though rough the storm should be,
Er stormydd a llong-ddrylliad though tempest-tossed and shipwrecked
A bedd mewn dyfnder llaith and buried in the sea,
Na byw ar dir. than live on land.
Mae bywyd y morwr yn un llon The sailor is the champion of the brave.
Tra’n gwawdio pob peryglon He scorns the name of danger
Tra’n brwydro’r ffyrnig don. and fights the angry wave.
Ein hyder yn y Nefoedd We have more trust in Heaven
Sy’n fwy na holl blant Nêr than those who live on land;
Ein taith sydd wrth eu rheol are led through every passage
Arweinia ni drwy’r sêr by heaven’s starry hand,
A hwylus y mordwywn and joyfully are marching
Wrth gerdd y tonnau cref to the music of the wave
Gan siarad hwyr a borau and with the stars declaring
 gwynion luoedd nef. the sailor is a brave.
Dau forwr llawen ydym… We are two merry sailors…
4 Grist Bendigedig Blessed Christ
Grist Bendigedig, Faban y forwyn. Blessed Christ, Mary’s baby,
Grist Gwrthodedig, Arglwydd ein byd. forsaken Christ, Lord of our world,
Baich ein camweddau ddug yr un bychan. the burden of our sins the little one carries,
Llwyth ein troseddau arno i gyd. the load of our wrongs are all upon him.
Grist Bendigedig, fab Iachawdwriaeth. Blessed Christ, Son of Salvation,
Ddoe’n ostyngedig yma yn byw. yesterday humble, being alive,
Heddiw yn eiriol yn y gogoniant today mediating in glory
Dros edifeirwch gyda ein Duw. for repentance before God.
Grist Bendigedig ddoe ar y ddaear Blessed Christ, yesterday on earth,
Heddiw’n garedig frenin Nef. today fair king of Heaven,
Dwyfol drigfannau sydd yn ein disgwyl, holy dwelling places await us,
Tynion fo’n tannau, iddo Ef. may our harps be strung for Him.
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5 Perhaps Love
Perhaps love is like a resting place,
A shelter from the storm.
It exists to give you comfort,
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble when y ou are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home.
Perhaps love is like a window,
Perhaps an open door.
It invites you to come closer,
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself and don’t know what to do
The memory of love will bring you through.
Oh love to some is like a cloud,
To some as strong as steel,
For some a way of living,
For some a way to feel.
Some say love is holding on,
Some say letting go,
And some say love is everything,
Some say they don’t know.
Perhaps love is like the ocean,
Full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it’s cold outside
Or thunder when it rains.
If I should live forever and all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you.
6 Y Ddau Frython The Two Brythons
Mewn castell carem drigo, We yearn to live in a castle,
hynafiaeth dlos i ni the beauty of history for us,
Ynghanol man ysgythrog, in a craggy place,
a dringo creigiau cry’, and climbing the mighty rocks,
Yn swˆ n yr adar gwylltion amid the sound of wild birds
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mi ganem gyda nerth we would sing with passion
O ben ein cartref cadarn, from atop our fortress home,
i’r lan ar greigiau serth. high up the steep rocks.
Fan honno dôi atgofion There the memories would bring
hanesawl dwys i mi history back to us,
Flynyddau maith cyn yma, of Wales past
yn amser Cymru Fu. so many long years ago.
Pwy all ddyfalu’r dewrder, Who can imagine the bravery,
y pryder a’r llesgad worry and fatigue endured
Wrth adeiladu’r cestyll when building the castles
ar greigiau serth ein gwlad? on the steep rocks of our land?
Planigir yn ein calon As we look at these,
wrth edrych ar rai hyn there is planted in our hearts
Wladgarwch pur diymwad, true patriotism,
anwylwn fro a bryn, and we love each valley and hill.
Rhyw siarad wna’r castelloedd The castles call to us
am oesau mewn llais cry: with the strong voice of the ages:
‘Frythoniaid, byddwch ffyddlon ‘Brythons, be faithful for ever
am byth i Walia gu.’ to dear Wales.’
Ni ganwn am y cestyll, We sing of the castles,
ni ganwn am y wlad we sing of the land
A byth i’n cwrdd, nac ar ei bwrdd, and never may we meet
doed dichell ddrwg na brad, any evil deeds or treason.
Boed ysbryd dewr Llewelyn May the brave spirit of Llewelyn
ac ysbryd Glyndwr fad, and the fine spirit of Glyndwr
Yn ysbryd gwir Brythoniaid pur, create in us the real Br ythons’ great love
o gariad at eu gwlad. for their country.
7 Y Border Bach The Little Border
Gydag ymyl troedffordd gul By the side of the nar row path
a rannai’r ardd yn ddwy, which divided the garden in t wo
Roedd gan fy mam ei border bach my mother had a little border
o flodau perta’r plwy. of the parish’s prettiest flowers.
Gwreiddyn bach gan hwn a hon A little root from someone or other
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yn awr ac yn y man, every now and then,
Fel yna’n ddigon syml y daeth quite simply so the little Eden came to be;
yr Eden fach iw rhan. and somehow she was always lucky,
A rhywffordd byddai lwc bob tro I know not why,
ni wn i ddim paham but father swore that nothing planted
Ond taerai ’nhad na fethodd dim by mother ever failed.
a blannodd llaw fy mam.
Blodau syml pobl dlawd, The simple flowers of poor folk
yr oeddent bron pob un, they were, almost all,
A’r llysiau gwyrthiol berchid and the miracle herbs
am eu lles yn fw y na’u llun. valued for their benefit more than their beauty.
Dacw nhw y lili fach There they are, the little lily,
mint a theim a mwsg , mint and thyme and musk,
Y safri fach a’r lafant pêr the tiny savoury and lavender,
a llwyn o focs ynghwsg. and sleepy box bush,
Dwy neu dair briallen ffel two or three pretty primroses
a daffodil bid siwr, and a daffodil of course,
A’r cyfan yn y border bach everything in a little border
yng ngofal rhyw hen wr. cared for by some old man.
Dyna nhw’r gwerinaidd lu Here they are, the peasant crowd,
heb un yn gwadu’i ach with no-one denying his roots,
A gwelais wenyn gerddi’r Plas and I saw bees from the Palace gardens
ym mlodau’r border bach. in the little border’s flowers.
O bellter byd rwy’n dod o hyd From the end of the world I still come
i’w gweld dan haul a gwlith, to see them, in sun and de w,
A briw i’m bron fu cael pw y ddydd and it hurt my heart the other day
heb gennad yn eu plith. to see amongst them, unbidden,
Hen estron gwyllt o ddant y llew a wild foreign dandelion
a dirmyg lond ei wên, with his smile contemptuous and bold –
Sut gwyddai’r hen droseddwr hy, how did the impudent scoundrel know
fod mam yn mynd yn hen? my mother was getting old?
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8 Luned Luned
Diolch am Weddi’r Arglwydd, Thanks be for the Lord’s Prayer,
Diolch i’r hwn a’i rhoes thanks be to the One who ga ve it
Yn llwybr i ni ddyfod as a path to tread
At Dduw ym more oes. to God in our childhood.
Diolch am gael ei dysgu We give thanks for being able to learn it
A’i hadrodd yn ein hiaith, and express it in our tongue,
Diolch am ei goleuni thanks be for its light
I’n tywys ar ein taith. to guide us on our way.
Diolch am fodd i wybod Thanks be for the knowledge
Na phalla gofal Duw, that God’s care will not cease,
Mae gair â’r Iesu’n ddigon a word with Jesus is enough,
Gwrandawr gweddi yw. he listens to our prayers.
Diolch fo gair ein calon May thanks be in our heart
A diolch fyth fo’n llef and thanks be our cr y
Wrth ufuddhau i’r Iesu as we obey Jesus
A dweud ei Weddi Ef. and say His Prayer.
9 Dal Ein Tir Holding Our Ground
Mae gwyntoedd oer dros dir ein gwlad The winds are cold over our country’s land
A’u cân ddolefus brudd singing a sad lament.
A daw, daw newydd ddydd We must call everyone to battle
Rhaid galw pawb i faes y gad. and yes, a new day will come.
Daeth llanw’r môr i chwalu ein byd The incoming tide has wrecked our world,
Ton ar ôl ton i’r lan wave after wave on the shore.
Pob un gymuned ym mhob cwm Every community in every valley
Heddiw’n llesg a gwan today is weak and weary.
Rhaid ei hadfer yn ôl, a daliwn ein tir We must revive them, and hold our ground,
Fel un, mynnwn godi llais dros y gwir. as one, we must raise our voices for truth.
Rhaid yw cadw ein ffydd We must keep our faith
rhag crino’n y gwynt from withering in the wind.
Ein braint yw rhoi ein hiaith ar w aith, Our privilege is to put our language to w ork
Fel yn y dyddiau gynt as in days of old.
Rhaid dal yn dynn i’n gwerthoedd i gyd We must hang on tightly to all our v alues
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Er tonnau’r môr a’u rhu, despite the ocean’s roaring waves.
Safwn fel un dros hawliau gwlad Let’s stand as one for our country’s rights,
Safwn dros ein gwlad, let’s stand up for our country,
Ein gwlad. our country.
0 Pan Fuddo’r Nos Yn Hir When the Night is Long
Pan fyddo’r nos yn hir a phell y w awr When the night is long and da wn is far away,
Brwydro drwy’r oriau hir heb gwsg un a wr fighting the long hours without any sleep,
Ymladd a throi a throi dr wy’r oriau maith tossing and turning throughout the long hours
Heb weled diwedd ddoe na phen i’r daith. without an end to yesterday, and no end to the journe y.
Yna drwy’r twyllwch du, gwelaf dy wyneb di Then through the utter darkness I see your face,
Wrth gofio’r rhamant, cau mae’r amrant and as I recall the love, my eyes close
Pan fo’r nos yn hir. when the night is long .
Yna drwy’r twyllwch du, gwelaf dy wyneb di Then through the utter darkness I see your face,
Ac ofn a gilia, braw ddiflanna, fear disappears, terror flees
Pan ddaw’r nos yn ddydd. when the night becomes day.
! Eli Jenkins’ Prayer
The Sunset Poem of the Rev. Eli Jenkins
from Under Milk Wood by Dylan Thomas
Every morning when I wake,
Dear Lord, a little prayer I make
O please to keep thy loving eye
On all poor creatures born to die.
And every evening at sun-down
I ask a blessing on the to wn,
For whether we last the night or no
I’m sure is always touch and go.
We are not wholly bad or good
Who live our lives under Milk Wood,
And Thou, I know, wilt be the first
To see our best side, not our w orst.
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O let us see another day!
Bless us all this night I pra y.
And to the sun we all will bow
And say good-bye…but just for now!
@ Y Ddau Wladgarwr The Two Patriots
Fy ngwlad, fy ngwlad, O deffro’n awr! My country! My country! Awake now!
Arwyddion rhyddid gluda’r wawr, The dawn brings the signs of freedom.
a rhyddid llwyr atseinia’r llawr, The earth echoes freedom indeed,
O! Fy ngwlad! Oh, my country!
Cwyd, cwyd dy ben a dyrcha’ drwy Lift your head and look through
Elynol drais, paid cysgu’n hwy the enemy’s violence, don’t sleep any more.
Dwed marw rhaid i ormes mw y, Say that oppression must die.
Fy ngwlad, O! Fy ngwlad! My country! Oh, my country!
Arglwydd, gwrando, gwrando gri Lord, listen to the cr y
Ein gweddïau atat Ti, of our prayers to you,
Arwain ni i ryddid gwir lead us to true freedom.
Llwydda heddwch yn ein tir May peace succeed in our land.
Mae Cymru heddiw’n dod i’r lan Wales is today rising up,
I’w gorsedd dringa yn y man soon she will reach the throne;
Erlidiwn drais a brad let us banish treason and violence
Yn llwyr o Gymru fad. completely from fair Wales.
Deffrown, deffrown, Awake, awake,
Erlidiwn drais a brad. let’s banish treason and violence.
Fy ngwlad, fy ngwlad… My country! My country!...
Ni rown ein gwaed dros Walia Wen, We will give our blood for fair Wales,
Dros Walia Wen, fair Wales,
A’i chlodydd seiniwn hyd y nen, and will sing her praises to the skies,
Gwnawn, hyd y nen. yes, to the skies.
Budd Gwalia byth mewn moesau’n ben, Wales will forever be first in justice,
Ein gwlad, O! Ein gwlad. our country, oh, our country!
Fy ngwlad, fy ngwlad, dy enw mwyn My country, my country, your fair name
I’m calon sydd yn fôr o swyn, to my heart is an ocean of charm
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A’th ryddid di yw llef fy nghw yn, and your freedom is my plaintive cry,
O! Fy ngwlad. oh, my country!
Daw llef o serch dros donnau’r lli A cry of love comes across the waves,
Ein calon yw hen Walia gu Old Wales is our heart,
Gwlad cân a thelyn ydyw hi, the land of song and harps,
Fy ngwlad, O! Fy ngwlad. my country, oh, my country!
Arglwydd gwrando, gwrando ni Lord, listen to us,
Dryllia’r gadwyn O! Ein Rhi, destroy the chain, O Lord,
Llefwn arnat yn ein gwaed we cry to you in our blood:
Dyro Gymru ar ei thraed. raise Wales to her feet.
Mae ysbryd dewr hen Gymru gynt The brave spirit of old Wales
Yn sibrwd heddiw yn y gw ynt, is whispering in the wind today:
‘Daw rhyddid Cymru fad ‘Freedom will come to Wales
Er gwaethaf trais a brad despite treason and violence.
Fe ddaw, fe ddaw, It will come, it will come,
Er gwaethaf trais a brad.’ despite treason and violence.’
Fy ngwlad, fy ngwlad, dy enw mwyn My country! My country! Your fair name
I’m calon sydd yn fôr o swyn, to my heart is an ocean of charm
A’th ryddid di yw llef fy nghw yn, and your freedom is my plaintive cry,
Fy ngwlad, O! Fy ngwlad. my country, oh, my country!
Wladgarwyr ffyddlon byddwn bur Faithful patriots, we will be true,
O! Byddwn bur, we will be true,
I’n hiaith a’n gwlad tra môr a thir to our language and our countr y as long as sea
and land remain
A mynnwn ryddid Cymru’n wir and we demand freedom for Wales,
Ein gwlad, O! Ein gwlad! our country, oh, our country!
£ Anwylyn Mair Mary’s Dearest One
Ar y bryn ger y dre’, heb sêr yn y Ne’, On the hill by the town, no stars in the sky,
Roedd bugeiliaid tlawd ar y rhos, poor shepherds on the moor,
Uwch eu pen yn y Nen, daeth gwib seren w en above them in the heavens a white star appeared
I oleuo’r nos. to light up the night.
Mawr oedd eu hofnau, rhyfedd le! Their fears were great, so strange the place,
Mawr oedd eu dychryn hwy. so frightened were they!
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Gwylaidd y troedient at ei grud, When they humbly trod to his cradle,
Gwelsant wyrth y Ne’. they saw heaven’s miracle.
Ar eu hynt o bell draeth brenhinoedd a ddaeth On their way from far shores the kings came
I addoli’r tlws yn y gwair, to worship the gem in the hay,
Rhodion coeth tri gwˆ r doeth offryment o’u bodd rich gifts the three wise men offered freely
I anwylyn Mair. to Mary’s dearest one.
$ Salm 23 Psalm 23
Yr Arglwydd yw fy mugail The Lord is my shepherd,
Ni bydd eisiau arnaf I shall not want.
Efe a wna imi or wedd mewn porfeydd gwelltog He makes me lie down in green pastures.
Efe a’m tywys gerllaw y dyfroedd tawel He leads me by the quiet waters.
Efe a ddychwel fy enaid He restores my soul.
Efe a’m harwain ar hyd llwybrau cyfiawnder He leads me along the paths of righteousness
Er mwyn ei enw for his name’s sake.
Ti yw fy mugail You are my shepherd
Ni bydd eisiau arnaf I shall not want
Ti yw fy mugail You are my shepherd
Ie pe rhodiwn i Yes, even if I should walk
Ar hyd Glyn Cysgod Angau into the Valley of Death,
Nid ofnaf niwed I shall not fear,
Yr wyt ti gyda mi for you are with me.
Dy wialen a’th ffon am cysurant Your rod and staff will comfort me.
Ti yw fy mugail… You are my shepherd…
Ti a arlwyi ford ger fy mron You shall lay a table for me
Yng ngwydd fy ngwerthwynebwyr before my enemies.
Iraist fy mhen ag olew You anointed my head with oil.
Ffy ffiol sydd lawn My cup overflows.
Ti yw fy mugail… You are my shepherd…
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The Accompanists
Annette Bryn Parri is
one of Wales’ leading
and most versatile
pianists, featuring
regularly as
accompanist on
recordings, TV
programs and concerts.
As well as a soloist in
her own right, she lives
her musical life to the full as a conductor, tutor,
producer, arranger and composer. Catrin Finch
is rapidly becoming the symbol of the ne w harp
age; a masterful and adventurous harpist, her
style reflects her personality – colourful,
confident and completely natural. Celticana is a
quartet of talented young women from West
Wales who met as members of the National
Youth Orchestra of Wales, who trained as
musicians in London together, and can now
perform with great vivacity everything from the
classics to rock. Rhys Wyn Parry is one of the
most prominent musicians in the field of Welsh
popular and rock music, but his prowess as a
guitarist extends to all musical st yles, and Nigel
Hopkins is one of those rare creatures – a firstrate
instrumentalist who is also a sound
engineer and accomplished producer.
Annette Bryn Parri
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Celticana
Violin: Sali-Wyn Ryan, Kathryn James
Viola: Lucy Morgan
Cello: Nerys Richards
Ensemble Cymru
Violin: Peter Thomas (leader), Edward Davies,
Juliet Leighton-Jones, Peter Leighton-Jones,
Carol Box, Jayne Robinson
Viola: Oliver Wilson, Jacqueline Anthony
Cello: Heather Bills, Joanna Lander
Bass: Dan Whibley
Director: Peryn Clement-Evans
www.ensemblecymru.co.uk
Catrin Finch
Celticana
The Composers
This recording brings together the works of
many of Wales’ best composers of songs. As
well as prominent names from the past, suc h as
Joseph Parry, and more recent ones such as
Gilmor Griffiths and Ryan Davies, the songs of
four contemporary composers are featured.
Rhys Jones has recently published a new
collection of solos with his friend Aled Lloyd
Davies, one of which is included here. His
daughter Caryl Parry Jones is one of her
generation’s most productive and popular
composer-arrangers. Eric Jones is confirming his
reputation as a composer for choirs and soloists,
and Robat Arwyn, a school friend of Bryn Terfel,
is one of those rare composers who ha ve
become a legend in their own lifetime. His
Benedictus is destined to carry his reputation
far beyond the boundaries of his native land.
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Rhys Meirion and Bryn Terfel

Bryn Terfel and Rhys Meirion, Celticana and Annette
Bryn Parri were recorded at Galeri, Caernarfon,
April 2005.
Engineering: Richard Harrison, Eryl B. Davies
Production: Annette Bryn Parri, Siwan Lisa Evans
Catrin Finch was recorded at Kissan Studio, Cardiff,
May 2005
Engineering and Production: Hywel Wigley
Ensemble Cymru, Rhys Wyn Parry and the children
of Bontnewydd School and Pen Barras School,
Rhuthun, were recorded at Sain Studios, Caernarfon,
May 2005.
Engineering: Eryl B. Davies
Production: Annette Bryn Parri, Siwan Lisa Evans
The accompaniment to Salm 23 was recorded at
Studio Nigel Hopkins, May 2005
Engineering: Nigel Hopkins
Production: Caryl Parry Jones, Nigel Hopkins
All tracks with the exception of Salm 23 were mixed
at Sain Studios, Caernarfon, May 2005
Engineering: Siwan Lisa Evans
Production: Annette Bryn Parri, Siwan Lisa Evans
Salm 23 was mixed at Sonic Studios, Cydweli
Engineering: Tim Hamill
Photography: Brian Tarr, Huw Walters
Bryn Terfel, Rhys Meirion and Celticana are
represented by Harlequin Agency, Cardiff
www.harlequin-agency.co.uk
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Annette Bryn Parri is represented by Cantabile
Artists Agency
www.cantabileartistsagency.co.uk
Catrin Finch is represented by Hazard Chase
www.hazardchase.co.uk
Rhys Meirion appears courtesy of St anza AV
(Rede Pty Ltd), Melbourne, Australia
For ABC Classics
Executive Producers Martin Buzacott,
Robert Patterson
Editorial and Production Manager Hilary Shrubb
Publications Editor Natalie Shea
Booklet Design Imagecorp Pty Ltd
ABC Classics thanks Gwenan Gibbard, Alexandra
Alewood, Katherine Kemp and Virginia Read.
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