A night in Sarn Meyllteyrn

24 02 2011

Imagine the scene…

It’s a dark windy night and you’re in a Ford Fiesta making your way down the winding roads through Pen Llŷn ( the Llyn Peninsula). You drive through deserted villages where light pours out through bedroom windows as people shelter from the cold. Once you reach the next speed limit sign the streetlights are gone and you drive in complete darkness with only cat’s eyes in the road to guide you on your way.

You drive round a tight bend with a stone hump-bridge and then down a steep hill which curves into a hairpin bend, then back up a hill which takes you so high you can almost see Ireland. 

Finally you arrive at your destination, a bend in the road, and off it a road up a hill where you see a light shining at a doorway.  People loiter at the door of this pub in jovial spirits and they welcome you with thick North Walian accents. You walk inside to a room heaving with people and through to a back bar where people are dancing as if their life depended on it to this…

Cowbois Rhos Botwnnog – Merch y Mynydd (Daughter of the Mountain)

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What’s in a name?

27 01 2011



When I tell people my name outside Wales they usually respond with “WHAT?!” When I first left Wales as an innocent (“yeah right” some of you may exclaim) 18-year-old I went by the name Harry because the day I moved into our cramped student digs in East Anglia and introduced myself I was told “Well, you’ll have to change that because we can’t say it.” So Harry stuck and there was more than one occasion that I turned up for work through a bar staff temping agency that I was told “Oh, we were expecting a boy!”

These days I go by my full name and it gets butchered by people who haven’t heard my name before. When I moved to Ireland however the tables were turned and names like Aoife, Caoimhe and Caitríona had me flummoxed. I had to get people to say them for me and then I repeated them over in my head before I called any of these people.  So now I do have some sympathy for those poor people who see my name and call me Gdgasdtadiagdqwiwq. (They’re lucky they don’t have to call up and ask for my friend Llinos!)

Something interesting came up this week which led to me thinking – should a name be pronounced the correct way or the way the bearer of the name sees fit? A perfect example is Llywelyn: more often than not it’s pronounced Loo-El-un when the correct Welsh pronunciation is Llyw- el-in (Ll as in Llanelli). This week I heard of someone called Siân saying their name as Si-ann (si as in Simon). I was all ready for the “That’s not how you say it” rant, but then I thought, If she wants to say it that way then it’s her choice, isn’t it? I know more than one Irish person who grits their teeth when they hear the American singer Ciara say her name like it’s a large family car made by Ford, but should someone go up to her and say “Come on love, now that’s not how you say your name, so stop it!”

What do you think – would a rose pronounced any other way smell as sweet?





Hotel Shampoo

8 11 2010

Gruff Rhys has amassed enough free shampoo bottles to build a hotel.

Gruff Rhys will be live in the Sugar Club, Dublin on Dublin on November 15th.




No place like home

28 10 2010





Seperado! yn dod i Dulyn – Seperado! comes to Dublin

19 10 2010

Mae ffilm Gruff Rhys ‘Seperado!’ yn dod i’r Ynys Werdd (HWRE!)
Mae cynhyrchiad Separado! gan y cerddor Gruff Rhys ar y cyd â’r cyfarwyddwr Dylan “Goch” Jones yn cael ei ddangos yn yr Irish Film Institute yn Temple Bar ar y 30fed o Hydref.

 

Gruff Rhys & the Irish Premiere of his documentary Separado!
Followed by a Q&A with both Gruff & and Director Dylan Jones
Saturday 30th October 2010, 7PM, IFI Cinema, Dublin.

“Star Trek meets Buena Vista Social Club in this psychedelic western musical as Welsh pop legend Gruff Rhys (Super Furry Animals) takes us on a pan continental road trip in search of his long lost Patagonian uncle, the poncho wearing guitarist Rene Griffiths.

Director Dylan Goch follows Gruff Rhys on a tour that takes in the theatres, nightclubs and desert teahouses of Wales, Brazil and the Argentine Andes as he discovers what became of his family, the Welsh Diaspora and its musical legacy.”

Be there or be square

 





10 thoughts for a Monday 11/10/2010

11 10 2010

1 I think this is going to be a great week (my birthday week)

2 There are a lot of magpies around at the moment. 1 for sorrow, 2 for joy…

3 Pregnant women in large groups are quite scary.

4 I would like to find a masterpiece behind my sofa (http://bit.ly/axAVug)

5 Justin Bieber has to be the most whiney musician in the world.

6 People get stressed over the smallest things, such as postcodes.

7 We actually have very little say on the final result of the X Factor – deal with it!

8 I would like a Fleur de Lis Tiffany Key for my birthday or Christmas.

9 I can’t look at social pictures without the song ‘Being a Dickhead’s Cool’ popping into my head.

10 I am always surprised by how little common sense some people have and how they manage to get by in daily life.





Dwi’n gwrando ar / I’m listening to…

10 09 2010

Dwi’n hoff o Cerys Matthews ag yn ffan o’i cherddoriaeth. Dyma un o’r caneuon o’r albwm Tir:
I’m a big fan of Cerys Matthews and her music. Here’s one of the songs from her latest album Tir:

Mwynhewch / Enjoy