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0:00:09 > 0:00:14- Welcome to a special programme - in tribute to Alun 'Sbardun' Huws.

0:00:15 > 0:00:18- Over the next hour, - popular musicians will perform...

0:00:18 > 0:00:22- ..a selection of the - talented musician's work.

0:00:22 > 0:00:25- Sbardun was a member - of several groups...

0:00:25 > 0:00:29- ..including Tebot Piws, - Ac Eraill and Mynediad am Ddim.

0:00:29 > 0:00:32- He became a prominent composer - in the past decades.

0:00:33 > 0:00:37- He wrote songs for artists - like Bryn Fon, Linda Griffiths...

0:00:37 > 0:00:39- ..Sian James, Brigyn and Casi.

0:00:39 > 0:00:43- He came from Penrhyndeudraeth - and he never forgot his roots.

0:00:43 > 0:00:47- Belonging and his home - were prominent themes in his songs.

0:00:48 > 0:00:51- He wrote candidly - about his life and experiences.

0:00:51 > 0:00:55- We start with a song from 1998 - - Dawnsio ar y Dibyn.

0:01:10 > 0:01:12- INSTRUMENTAL INTRODUCTION

0:01:23 > 0:01:27- # A phone call - from the other side of the world

0:01:27 > 0:01:31- # The sun rises over the street

0:01:31 > 0:01:37- # As he tried to stop himself - from shaking

0:01:37 > 0:01:40- # He reached for the clear bottle

0:01:41 > 0:01:44- # The only remedy for his pain

0:01:44 > 0:01:50- # Before long, - everything seemed brighter

0:01:51 > 0:01:57- # In the sound of the waves and wind

0:01:57 > 0:02:05- # There were echoes - of old rock and roll tunes

0:02:05 > 0:02:11- # On the faraway horizon

0:02:11 > 0:02:18- # There was a couple - who were old enough to know better

0:02:20 > 0:02:27- # Dancing on the edge

0:02:27 > 0:02:34- # In the thunder and rain

0:02:34 > 0:02:41- # Dancing on the edge

0:02:41 > 0:02:46- # A bottle in his hand

0:02:51 > 0:02:55- # He lost confidence, lost faith

0:02:55 > 0:02:57- # He lost friends, every day

0:02:57 > 0:03:02- # He brought shame upon himself - and upon her

0:03:04 > 0:03:08- # She grabbed his hand - and held it tight

0:03:08 > 0:03:11- # Whilst she stared at the wallpaper

0:03:11 > 0:03:16- # Seeing people's faces - from the Sixties

0:03:19 > 0:03:24- # In the sound of the waves and wind

0:03:25 > 0:03:32- # There were echoes - of old rock and roll tunes

0:03:32 > 0:03:38- # On the faraway horizon

0:03:38 > 0:03:45- # There were a couple - who are old enough to know better

0:03:48 > 0:03:55- # Dancing on the edge

0:03:55 > 0:04:01- # In the thunder and rain

0:04:02 > 0:04:08- # Dancing on the edge

0:04:08 > 0:04:14- # A bottle in his hand

0:04:18 > 0:04:22- # Ghosts in the black glass

0:04:22 > 0:04:25- # Faraway memories

0:04:25 > 0:04:32- # Of old Jerry Lee rock tunes

0:04:32 > 0:04:35- # Back in those wild days

0:04:36 > 0:04:38- # He lost everyone apart from her

0:04:39 > 0:04:43- # She couldn't leave him - dancing alone

0:04:46 > 0:04:52- # There's nobody left

0:04:52 > 0:04:58- # Only a rock and roll nightmare

0:05:00 > 0:05:06- # On the faraway horizon

0:05:06 > 0:05:13- # There are a couple - who are old enough to know better

0:05:15 > 0:05:20- # Dancing on the edge

0:05:22 > 0:05:29- # In the thunder and rain

0:05:29 > 0:05:35- # With her bleeding heart

0:05:36 > 0:05:42- # A bottle in his hand

0:05:42 > 0:05:50- # Dancing on the edge

0:05:50 > 0:05:56- # In the thunder and rain

0:05:56 > 0:06:03- # She stands by his side

0:06:04 > 0:06:10- # His bottle in the dirt

0:06:11 > 0:06:17- # His bottle in the dirt #

0:06:27 > 0:06:32- Sbardun's musical career - spanned over 40 years.

0:06:32 > 0:06:36- He first performed with - the wild band, Tebot Piws...

0:06:36 > 0:06:39- ..and he was one of the wildest!

0:06:39 > 0:06:44- From then onwards, he was - associated with other groups...

0:06:44 > 0:06:49- ..including Ac Eraill, Mynediad am - Ddim and the Nia Ben Aur rock opera.

0:06:49 > 0:06:54- He was a fantastic pianist - and an accompanist for Tecwyn Ifan.

0:06:54 > 0:06:59- He was a true musician, - in every sense of the word.

0:06:59 > 0:07:05- In addition to being a performer, - he was a master of instruments.

0:07:05 > 0:07:09- He admitted that - he wasn't much of a singer...

0:07:09 > 0:07:11- ..but he was a fantastic guitarist.

0:07:12 > 0:07:16- He was able to play - any string instrument.

0:07:16 > 0:07:18- He was also a guitar collector.

0:07:19 > 0:07:24- Now, we tend to think of him more - as a composer for various artists.

0:07:24 > 0:07:27- His songs were simple and memorable.

0:07:27 > 0:07:30- I know from experience - that this isn't an easy task.

0:07:30 > 0:07:32- He mastered in this field.

0:07:33 > 0:07:36- His roots were in Celtic - and Americana music.

0:07:37 > 0:07:41- Over the past few years, - we've compiled his songs.

0:07:41 > 0:07:46- People are surprised - by the amount of songs he penned.

0:07:46 > 0:07:50- There wasn't any space for - more than 40 songs on the CD.

0:07:50 > 0:07:54- It's testament to his ability - as a composer.

0:08:06 > 0:08:08- INSTRUMENTAL INTRODUCTION

0:08:12 > 0:08:16- # I will sing my song for you

0:08:16 > 0:08:22- # During the harsh winter

0:08:22 > 0:08:27- # Under the cold, - black sky of the night

0:08:27 > 0:08:31- # When snow swirls to the ground

0:08:33 > 0:08:36- # I will sing my song for you

0:08:37 > 0:08:41- # To keep you warm and cosy

0:08:42 > 0:08:47- # During the early hours, - the notes of the song

0:08:47 > 0:08:52- # Will sustain us forever

0:08:52 > 0:08:58- # Sustain us forever

0:08:59 > 0:09:02- # I will sing my song for you

0:09:02 > 0:09:08- # Under green spring branches

0:09:09 > 0:09:13- # To the accompaniment - of the crows and lambs

0:09:14 > 0:09:19- # And the blossoming - roadside flowers

0:09:19 > 0:09:23- # I will sing my song for you

0:09:23 > 0:09:28- # It will be a haven - and shelter from the heat

0:09:28 > 0:09:33- # On those warm evenings, - when summer is at its peak

0:09:34 > 0:09:39- # The song will bring us closer

0:09:39 > 0:09:45- # The song will bring us closer

0:09:49 > 0:09:51- INSTRUMENTAL

0:10:11 > 0:10:15- # I will sing my song for you

0:10:15 > 0:10:21- # Under the autumn leaves

0:10:21 > 0:10:26- # When smoke rises - from the tips of gold

0:10:26 > 0:10:30- # And the sun's blush diminishes

0:10:32 > 0:10:35- # I will sing my song for you

0:10:35 > 0:10:40- # A song of hope - during these strange times

0:10:40 > 0:10:46- # In the water and fire, - the song was composed

0:10:46 > 0:10:51- # I'm singing this song for you

0:10:51 > 0:10:56- # In the water and fire, - the song was composed

0:10:56 > 0:11:01- # I'm singing this song for you

0:11:02 > 0:11:07- # I'm singing this song for you #

0:11:14 > 0:11:18- Join us after the break for more - Alun 'Sbardun' Huws songs...

0:11:18 > 0:11:22- ..in the company of Magi Tudur - and Parti Cut Lloi.

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0:11:29 > 0:11:31- Subtitles

0:11:36 > 0:11:41- Welcome back to Y Stiwdio Gefn - in tribute to Alun 'Sbardun' Huws.

0:11:41 > 0:11:45- One of Sbardun's co-performers - and close friends...

0:11:46 > 0:11:49- ..is the musician and composer, - Emyr Huws Jones.

0:11:51 > 0:11:57- Sbard' became my best friend - from the moment we met in 1968.

0:11:57 > 0:12:02- Both of us were studying - to be teachers at Cyncoed.

0:12:02 > 0:12:05- We failed the course - but that's another story.

0:12:06 > 0:12:10- I clearly recall the moment we met.

0:12:11 > 0:12:13- He resembled a wild hippie.

0:12:13 > 0:12:19- However, we became instant friends.

0:12:19 > 0:12:23- Both of us owned guitars - so we played music together.

0:12:23 > 0:12:28- Our sense of humour - also helped us bond.

0:12:28 > 0:12:31- We always made each other laugh...

0:12:31 > 0:12:35- ..and that was an integral part - of our friendship.

0:12:35 > 0:12:38- During my year at Cyncoed...

0:12:39 > 0:12:42- ..every Wednesday afternoon, - without fail...

0:12:42 > 0:12:44- ..we'd visit the joke shop.

0:12:45 > 0:12:48- It wasn't unusual to spot...

0:12:48 > 0:12:54- ..two tutors marching down St Mary's - Street holding their squeaky sticks!

0:12:55 > 0:13:01- Sbardun had mischievous glint - in his eyes.

0:13:01 > 0:13:04- He was a practical joker.

0:13:04 > 0:13:08- He always caught me out - on April Fools' Day.

0:13:08 > 0:13:12- His tricks were epic.

0:13:12 > 0:13:19- He always sent me a Christmas parcel - that included a novelty gift.

0:13:19 > 0:13:22- It was a whoopee cushion...

0:13:22 > 0:13:27- ..or a pair of glasses - with windscreen wipers!

0:13:27 > 0:13:33- It made me chuckle - and he loved making us laugh.

0:13:45 > 0:13:48- # I don't like bloody hippies

0:13:49 > 0:13:53- # They're so bloody messy

0:13:53 > 0:13:56- # Talking about some zodiacs

0:13:56 > 0:13:59- # And the influence of bloody stars

0:14:01 > 0:14:05- # I don't like bloody students

0:14:05 > 0:14:09- # They're all so big-headed

0:14:09 > 0:14:12- # Pretending to be real ravers

0:14:12 > 0:14:16- # But they're actually bloody snobs

0:14:17 > 0:14:19- # I prefer

0:14:21 > 0:14:25- # Real men

0:14:25 > 0:14:28- # Who smoke Park Drive

0:14:29 > 0:14:32- # And drink in the afternoon

0:14:39 > 0:14:42- # I don't like chapel-goers

0:14:43 > 0:14:46- # They're so bloody dry

0:14:46 > 0:14:50- # Smug elders

0:14:50 > 0:14:54- # With their long faces

0:14:55 > 0:14:58- # I don't like bloody teachers

0:14:58 > 0:15:03- # They're so bloody straight

0:15:03 > 0:15:06- # Bullying little children all day

0:15:06 > 0:15:11- # And thinking that they're great

0:15:11 > 0:15:14- # I prefer

0:15:15 > 0:15:18- # Real men

0:15:19 > 0:15:22- # Who smoke Park Drive

0:15:23 > 0:15:26- # And drink in the afternoon

0:15:33 > 0:15:37- # I don't like folk singing

0:15:37 > 0:15:41- # It's all such a bloody bore

0:15:41 > 0:15:44- # Dressed in long skirts and wigs

0:15:44 > 0:15:47- # And singing in a choir

0:15:49 > 0:15:53- # I prefer

0:15:53 > 0:15:57- # Real men

0:15:57 > 0:16:00- # Who smoke Park Drive

0:16:00 > 0:16:03- # And drink in the afternoon

0:16:03 > 0:16:07- # I prefer

0:16:07 > 0:16:11- # Real men

0:16:11 > 0:16:14- # Who smoke Park Drive

0:16:14 > 0:16:17- # And drink, and drink

0:16:18 > 0:16:22- # In the afternoon #

0:16:26 > 0:16:30- I met him in the 1970s, - before you were even born, Mair.

0:16:30 > 0:16:34- I recall his fabulous flowing locks.

0:16:34 > 0:16:37- He was fortunate to be born - with such stylish hair.

0:16:38 > 0:16:43- He wore denim and shopped - at Gentle Folk in Cardiff.

0:16:44 > 0:16:48- It was the place to buy - double denim in the 1970s.

0:16:49 > 0:16:51- It was fashionable look.

0:16:51 > 0:16:57- He started the style of wearing - a red cravat around his neck...

0:16:57 > 0:17:01- ..and many Welsh pop groups - copied the look.

0:17:01 > 0:17:06- I recall growing up and trying - to be my like my cool Uncle Al.

0:17:06 > 0:17:09- He was different to other relatives.

0:17:10 > 0:17:15- He had a tattoo and earring - before they were cool and trendy...

0:17:15 > 0:17:17- ..because he felt like it.

0:17:17 > 0:17:21- He would also wear colourful - Converse trainers...

0:17:21 > 0:17:24- ..and a neckerchief, - as Sioned mentioned.

0:17:24 > 0:17:27- He oozed style and sophistication.

0:17:27 > 0:17:31- I think his style - and eye for fashion...

0:17:32 > 0:17:36- ..came from his passion for the - finer things in life and the arts.

0:17:36 > 0:17:42- He was a fantastic photographer - and talented artist.

0:17:42 > 0:17:46- He taught me how to paint - and capture great photographs.

0:17:46 > 0:17:48- I've also inherited his camera...

0:17:49 > 0:17:54- ..and am following the same - Ffotogallery course as he did.

0:17:54 > 0:18:00- If you took a stroll with Sbard' - he would bring his camera along.

0:18:00 > 0:18:02- He was always behind you...

0:18:02 > 0:18:06- ..taking photos of a stone, - a hole in a wall or piece of wood.

0:18:06 > 0:18:10- He photographed anything - that caught his eye.

0:18:10 > 0:18:13- This was one of his traits.

0:18:13 > 0:18:16- He also produced - beautiful handwriting.

0:18:17 > 0:18:21- It was a pleasure to receive - a letter or note from Sbard'.

0:18:21 > 0:18:26- When composing a song, - he wrote down the lyrics...

0:18:26 > 0:18:29- ..in his beautiful - and neat handwriting.

0:18:29 > 0:18:35- He wasn't afraid of being unique - and was comfortable in his own skin.

0:18:35 > 0:18:40- I admired this unique trait that - became more prominent over time.

0:18:40 > 0:18:45- It was also reflected in - his composing and music.

0:18:45 > 0:18:51- He had grown into a fearless - and confident individual.

0:19:09 > 0:19:13- # I bid farewell to Porthmadog town

0:19:13 > 0:19:17- # Sail away to see the world

0:19:17 > 0:19:20- # Leave my mother and the boys

0:19:21 > 0:19:24- # And Mary from the end of the road

0:19:25 > 0:19:29- # Farewell to the Cob, - Cnicht and Snowdon

0:19:29 > 0:19:32- # Boston Lodge and Moelwyn Mawr

0:19:33 > 0:19:37- # I leave the land - on a clear morning

0:19:37 > 0:19:41- # To sail the vast seas

0:19:43 > 0:19:48- # There are four masts - on the schooner

0:19:48 > 0:19:51- # Her name is Elen

0:19:51 > 0:19:55- # I'll travel far away on her deck

0:19:55 > 0:19:59- # Over the ocean's fierce waves

0:20:00 > 0:20:04- # To Dingle, Cork and Nova Scotia

0:20:04 > 0:20:07- # Patagonia and Frisco Bay

0:20:08 > 0:20:11- # Newfoundland and the Rio Grande

0:20:12 > 0:20:15- # And the South Seas Islands

0:20:18 > 0:20:22- # I'll carry blue slates - from Ffestiniog

0:20:23 > 0:20:26- # Tea, salt, grains and coal

0:20:26 > 0:20:30- # Back and forth - from France to Spain

0:20:30 > 0:20:34- # Round the Horn to Galio

0:20:34 > 0:20:39- # The second mate is a fearsome man

0:20:39 > 0:20:42- # He eats nails and breathes fire

0:20:42 > 0:20:46- # Captain James is a kind sailor

0:20:47 > 0:20:51- # The cook is as black as a crow

0:20:55 > 0:20:57- INSTRUMENTAL

0:21:11 > 0:21:15- # When the storms - at the Bay of Biscay

0:21:15 > 0:21:19- # Throw waves higher than our house

0:21:19 > 0:21:23- # The ship sails on four winds

0:21:23 > 0:21:27- # On a cold and dark night

0:21:30 > 0:21:35- # I remember the summer - in the parish of Llanfrothen

0:21:35 > 0:21:38- # Walking through the fields of hay

0:21:39 > 0:21:43- # Listening to the sound - of the little birds

0:21:43 > 0:21:47- # And holding hands with Mary

0:21:50 > 0:21:54- # Listening to the sound - of the little birds

0:21:54 > 0:22:03- # And holding hands with Mary #

0:22:09 > 0:22:13- After the break, we enjoy more - Alun 'Sbardun' Huws songs...

0:22:13 > 0:22:16- ..with Cowbois Rhos Botwnnog, - Brigyn and Bryn Fon.

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0:22:45 > 0:22:52- # There's a forest on fire - by the border in Guatemala

0:22:53 > 0:22:59- # And the stars are falling - on the way to Choroni

0:23:00 > 0:23:07- # The stars of the north - are shining in Edinburgh

0:23:07 > 0:23:12- # And you are on my mind

0:23:14 > 0:23:21- # When life is hard - and I'm part of the circus

0:23:22 > 0:23:26- # And feel the night - closing in on me

0:23:28 > 0:23:32- # Though you are far away

0:23:32 > 0:23:36- # I feel the warmth of your love

0:23:36 > 0:23:43- # Far over the seas, - far over the tides

0:24:00 > 0:24:07- # The clouds are dark - above Santa Maria

0:24:07 > 0:24:13- # And the sound of a siren is loud - on a street in Bangor, Maine

0:24:15 > 0:24:20- # The bells tonight are ringing - above the bleak walls in Bandon

0:24:22 > 0:24:26- # And I long for your smile

0:24:29 > 0:24:35- # When life is hard - and I'm part of the circus

0:24:36 > 0:24:40- # And feel the night - closing in on me

0:24:43 > 0:24:46- # Though you are far away

0:24:46 > 0:24:50- # I feel the warmth of your love

0:24:50 > 0:24:56- # Far over the seas, - far over the tides

0:25:13 > 0:25:20- # The moon tonight is full - over the sand in Lamorna

0:25:20 > 0:25:26- # It's raining in Vienna, - and thunder and lightning in Tralee

0:25:28 > 0:25:33- # It's midnight in Chichicastenango

0:25:35 > 0:25:38- # And you are on my mind

0:25:41 > 0:25:48- # When life is hard - and I'm part of the circus

0:25:49 > 0:25:53- # And feel the night - closing in on me

0:25:55 > 0:26:02- # Though you are far away, - I feel the warmth of your love

0:26:04 > 0:26:09- # Far over the seas, - far over the tides #

0:26:20 > 0:26:23- Spardun was a keen traveller.

0:26:24 > 0:26:27- He enjoyed visiting foreign lands...

0:26:28 > 0:26:32- ..that offered - different cultures and races.

0:26:32 > 0:26:37- He toured America with his - best friend, Emyr Huws Jones.

0:26:37 > 0:26:42- They followed the famous Route 66.

0:26:43 > 0:26:46- In 2006, I had the pleasure - of travelling with him...

0:26:47 > 0:26:52- ..to Argentina, Patagonia - and Australia on two occasions.

0:26:52 > 0:26:56- At the start of the year, - we made a visit for preparations...

0:26:57 > 0:27:00- ..and search for motorbikes, - locations and horses.

0:27:01 > 0:27:06- Actors don't tend go on these trips, - but I went to choose my motorbike.

0:27:06 > 0:27:10- We returned a few months later - to start filming.

0:27:10 > 0:27:13- Due to his fragile health...

0:27:13 > 0:27:17- ..and the relentless demands - on a director and producer...

0:27:17 > 0:27:20- ..you could see that - he was becoming tired.

0:27:21 > 0:27:23- He enjoyed the work...

0:27:23 > 0:27:29- ..but the days were long - and it entailed a lot of travelling.

0:27:29 > 0:27:33- Towards the end of our trip, - he told me that he missed Wales...

0:27:34 > 0:27:38- ..and wanted to be - at home with Gwenno.

0:28:00 > 0:28:04- # The moon was pink - and the sky like ink

0:28:04 > 0:28:08- # On the night I first saw her

0:28:08 > 0:28:13- # It was late on a Thursday - and the bar was about to close

0:28:13 > 0:28:17- # When she looked over at me

0:28:17 > 0:28:22- # I looked into her eyes - and fell under her spell

0:28:22 > 0:28:27- # I could see swirling stars - and I lost my mind

0:28:27 > 0:28:32- # I knew from the start - that my glass was full

0:28:32 > 0:28:38- # And that nobody compared to her

0:28:43 > 0:28:48- # The breeze and sunshine - made way for the rain

0:28:48 > 0:28:52- # But I stayed faithful to her

0:28:52 > 0:28:56- # When everyone had gone, - she was still there, my friend

0:28:57 > 0:29:01- # On the edge, dancing with me

0:29:01 > 0:29:05- # The depths of her eyes - were deeper than the sea

0:29:06 > 0:29:11- # And her mercy - extended as far as the stars

0:29:11 > 0:29:15- # One thing was certain, - whilst there was a sky and sea

0:29:16 > 0:29:20- # Nobody compared to her

0:29:34 > 0:29:38- # Time has passed but she's - still my partner and friend

0:29:38 > 0:29:42- # Her smile lights up my world

0:29:43 > 0:29:47- # I wandered far - but her arms were always better

0:29:47 > 0:29:51- # Than the world's wonders

0:29:51 > 0:29:56- # She opened my eyes, - I'm learning every day

0:29:56 > 0:30:02- # Tolerance, peace, love and grace

0:30:02 > 0:30:06- # And I know for sure - that all will be well

0:30:07 > 0:30:14- # And that nobody compares to her

0:30:14 > 0:30:20- # Ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo

0:30:21 > 0:30:27- # Ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo

0:30:28 > 0:30:34- # Ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo-ooo #

0:30:37 > 0:30:39- In the final part...

0:30:39 > 0:30:42- ..Cowbois Rhos Botwnnog - and Osian Huw will perform.

0:30:43 > 0:30:47- First, here's Brigyn with - Paid a Mynd i'r Nos Heb Ofyn Pam.

0:30:54 > 0:30:56- INSTRUMENTAL INTRODUCTION

0:31:17 > 0:31:23- # Do not go gentle - into that good night

0:31:29 > 0:31:34- # Old age should burn - and rave at close of day

0:31:35 > 0:31:40- # Rage, rage - against the dying of the light

0:31:41 > 0:31:46- # Though wise men at their end - know dark is right

0:31:53 > 0:31:58- # Because their words - had forked no lightning

0:31:58 > 0:32:02- # Do not go gentle - into that good night

0:32:04 > 0:32:10- # Good men, crying how bright - their frail deeds might have danced

0:32:11 > 0:32:16- # In a green bay

0:32:17 > 0:32:21- # Rage, rage - against the dying of the light

0:32:23 > 0:32:27- # Wild men who caught and sang

0:32:29 > 0:32:34- # The sun in flight and learn, - too late, they grieve it on its way

0:32:37 > 0:32:42- # Do not go gentle - into that good night

0:32:48 > 0:32:50- INSTRUMENTAL

0:33:05 > 0:33:11- # Grave men, near death, - who see with blinding sight

0:33:11 > 0:33:17- # Blind eyes could blaze - like meteors and be gay

0:33:19 > 0:33:24- # Rage, rage - against the dying of the light

0:33:24 > 0:33:30- # And you, my father, - there on the sad height

0:33:30 > 0:33:36- # Curse, bless, me now - with your fierce tears, I pray

0:33:36 > 0:33:41- # Do not go gentle - into that good night

0:33:42 > 0:33:46- # Rage, rage - against the dying of the light #

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0:34:05 > 0:34:07- Subtitles

0:34:12 > 0:34:16- Welcome back to the final part - of our Alun 'Sbardun' Huws special.

0:34:17 > 0:34:19- Sbardun's long-time neighbour...

0:34:19 > 0:34:24- ..who is familiar with his work - is the Chief Bard, T James Jones.

0:34:25 > 0:34:26- In my opinion...

0:34:26 > 0:34:30- ..Sbardun was not only - a talented musician...

0:34:30 > 0:34:32- ..but also a poet.

0:34:33 > 0:34:38- His compositions - placed emphasis on the lyrics.

0:34:38 > 0:34:41- His ideas...

0:34:42 > 0:34:45- ..his philosophy...

0:34:45 > 0:34:49- ..and beliefs...

0:34:49 > 0:34:55- ..became evident in the lyrics - he wrote for his songs.

0:34:55 > 0:35:01- He shared his interest - as a wordsmith...

0:35:01 > 0:35:06- ..when I was his neighbour.

0:35:06 > 0:35:11- He asked me to teach him - how to write strict metre poetry.

0:35:11 > 0:35:16- Once a week for ten weeks, - we studied cynghanedd...

0:35:16 > 0:35:21- ..for at least an hour, - every Tuesday morning.

0:35:21 > 0:35:25- I would visit his house - and sit at the kitchen table.

0:35:25 > 0:35:30- Both of us sat at either end - of this long table.

0:35:30 > 0:35:34- This book is proof of his talent.

0:35:34 > 0:35:39- I didn't know of its existence - as he hadn't told me about it.

0:35:39 > 0:35:42- On the front, it reads...

0:35:42 > 0:35:46- .."Cynghanedd Lessons - with T James Jones."

0:35:47 > 0:35:51- I was thrilled to receive this book - from Gwenno.

0:35:51 > 0:35:56- In this book, he wrote notes - about the rules of cynghanedd.

0:35:57 > 0:36:01- When he became familiar - with the rules...

0:36:01 > 0:36:03- ..I asked him to write a few lines.

0:36:03 > 0:36:06- There's one line - that stands out to me.

0:36:07 > 0:36:10- "Without faith in Adam Faith."

0:36:10 > 0:36:13- I loved that line.

0:36:13 > 0:36:17- To me, it was proof - that he had grasp it.

0:36:18 > 0:36:22- Next, we have a performance - from Cowbois Rhos Botwnnog.

0:36:22 > 0:36:25- Two years ago, - Sbardun sent them a song.

0:36:25 > 0:36:29- Here's their first public - performance of Lili'r Wyddfa.

0:36:51 > 0:36:56- # There's a man who lives all alone

0:36:56 > 0:36:59- # On a faraway, remote island

0:37:01 > 0:37:05- # In a white castle on a hill

0:37:06 > 0:37:10- # That's where he lies in his cell

0:37:10 > 0:37:15- # Every day, - he recalls the white flower

0:37:15 > 0:37:19- # As he looks out towards the sea

0:37:19 > 0:37:24- # But days come and go

0:37:24 > 0:37:28- # For the man in the tower

0:37:31 > 0:37:35- # Where the Snowdon lily once grew

0:37:35 > 0:37:38- # There's now just weeds

0:37:40 > 0:37:44- # The song in his heart died

0:37:45 > 0:37:48- # Like the wilting white flower

0:37:49 > 0:37:53- # Oh, how he loved the Snowdon lily

0:37:54 > 0:37:58- # On the slopes in the crosswinds

0:37:58 > 0:38:02- # But the Snowdon lily disappeared

0:38:03 > 0:38:06- # Its life was short-lived

0:38:09 > 0:38:14- # The man was one - of the valley's children

0:38:14 > 0:38:18- # He wandered the black cliff

0:38:18 > 0:38:23- # Eighteen years old - at the foot of the rock

0:38:24 > 0:38:27- # That's where he loved her

0:38:28 > 0:38:32- # But now he's safe - from the world's arrows

0:38:33 > 0:38:35- # Behind his strong walls

0:38:36 > 0:38:41- # At the break of dawn - and late at night

0:38:41 > 0:38:44- # He whispers her name

0:38:49 > 0:38:53- # Where the Snowdon lily once grew

0:38:53 > 0:38:57- # There's now just weeds

0:38:57 > 0:39:01- # The song in his heart died

0:39:02 > 0:39:05- # Like the wilting white flower

0:39:06 > 0:39:11- # Oh, how he loved the Snowdon lily

0:39:12 > 0:39:15- # Fierce and generous

0:39:16 > 0:39:20- # He wore her smile on his heart

0:39:20 > 0:39:24- # And the mountain was his companion

0:39:27 > 0:39:31- # Tonight on the acres of Snowdon

0:39:32 > 0:39:35- # A seed flew - on the wings of the wind

0:39:36 > 0:39:40- # To rest between the paths of lambs

0:39:41 > 0:39:44- # A new promise of the past's beauty

0:39:45 > 0:39:49- # In the tower, the man still dreams

0:39:49 > 0:39:53- # Like he does - every night of his life

0:39:54 > 0:39:58- # About a flower - which shines like a bright star

0:39:59 > 0:40:04- # On the slopes in the crosswinds #

0:40:09 > 0:40:13- Our final song is full of memories - about youth and home life.

0:40:14 > 0:40:19- This is Sbardun's anthem and it pays - tribute to the community of Penrhyn.

0:40:19 > 0:40:23- Before Osian Huw Williams - and Cowbois Rhos Botwnnog...

0:40:23 > 0:40:27- ..play us out with the classic, - Strydoedd Aberstalwm...

0:40:27 > 0:40:30- ..here's Ac Eraill bandmate, - Iestyn Garlick.

0:40:31 > 0:40:34- Spardun travelled the globe - and wrote about places...

0:40:34 > 0:40:38- ..like Guatemala, Tupelo - in Mississippi and Patagonia...

0:40:39 > 0:40:43- ..but his songs always - brought him back to his home.

0:40:44 > 0:40:47- He was proud to come from Merioneth.

0:40:47 > 0:40:51- He didn't live there, - but his heart belonged there.

0:40:51 > 0:40:55- He always sang about the Cob, - Cnicht, Snowdon...

0:40:56 > 0:40:58- ..Boston Lodge and Moelwyn Mawr.

0:40:59 > 0:41:02- Whilst touring with Ac Eraill - many years ago...

0:41:02 > 0:41:08- ..if Sbardun spotted - a Crosville bus, he felt at home.

0:41:08 > 0:41:10- It made him feel safe.

0:41:10 > 0:41:15- One day, we spotted a Crosville bus - on the square in Fishguard.

0:41:15 > 0:41:18- Spardun was never the same - after that!

0:41:18 > 0:41:24- He wrote songs about his native area - like the one about the Coliseum.

0:41:24 > 0:41:28- I can imagine him sitting - in the warmth of the Coliseum...

0:41:29 > 0:41:32- ..whilst snow covers the Moelwyn.

0:41:32 > 0:41:37- He's sitting there with - ten Woodbines, Gwil and Jimmy Dean.

0:41:37 > 0:41:42- The iconic song about the village - between the sea and mountain...

0:41:42 > 0:41:46- ..has evolved into an anthem...

0:41:46 > 0:41:50- ..namely Strydoedd Aberstalwm.

0:41:57 > 0:42:00- # Between land and sea

0:42:00 > 0:42:04- # A long, long time ago

0:42:04 > 0:42:08- # On a beautiful spring evening

0:42:10 > 0:42:12- # The boys stay on the square

0:42:12 > 0:42:16- # With their rock and roll shoes

0:42:16 > 0:42:21- # As the Pwllheli bus approaches

0:42:24 > 0:42:30- # The lights turn on, one by one

0:42:30 > 0:42:34- # It's cosy in the bar of the Royal

0:42:37 > 0:42:39- # I can see clearly

0:42:39 > 0:42:43- # The way down the long path

0:42:43 > 0:42:47- # To the streets of Aberstalwm

0:42:50 > 0:42:56- # A long, long time ago

0:42:56 > 0:42:59- # Johnny Paul papers

0:42:59 > 0:43:01- # Came to open his shop

0:43:03 > 0:43:06- # The factory horn sounded

0:43:09 > 0:43:11- # Elvis played on the wireless

0:43:11 > 0:43:14- # As children caught the train

0:43:16 > 0:43:20- # As the evening dew disappeared

0:43:23 > 0:43:28- # As the evening shift workers - pack their bags

0:43:29 > 0:43:34- # And head home - for a cuppa before bed

0:43:36 > 0:43:40- # The sound of their feet - accelerated the bloodflow

0:43:42 > 0:43:45- # On the streets of Aberstalwm

0:43:48 > 0:43:54- # A long, long time ago

0:44:05 > 0:44:09- # The little meadow flowers

0:44:09 > 0:44:11- # Blowing in the wind

0:44:13 > 0:44:16- # The curlew's song - is carried by the wind

0:44:19 > 0:44:25- # Down to the Ynysfach - where children from Adwy Ddu

0:44:25 > 0:44:30- # Flounder and swim

0:44:33 > 0:44:38- # The solution - is in the shadow of work

0:44:38 > 0:44:43- # Swelling the play and the laughter

0:44:46 > 0:44:51- # Long days under clear skies

0:44:52 > 0:44:55- # On the beaches of Aberstalwm

0:44:58 > 0:45:01- # A long, long time ago

0:45:03 > 0:45:09- # Rock and Motown songs - played on the jukebox in the cafe

0:45:10 > 0:45:13- # The taste of smoke in the coffee

0:45:14 > 0:45:21- # Where Cliff, Rich, Sheila - and Janice have a laugh

0:45:22 > 0:45:27- # Where nobody worries - about tomorrow

0:45:30 > 0:45:34- # God lives in the chapel - on the hill

0:45:34 > 0:45:39- # And the devil - in the bar of the Royal

0:45:42 > 0:45:47- # With our boys - in their black leathers

0:45:48 > 0:45:52- # On the streets of Aberstalwm

0:45:55 > 0:45:59- # A long, long time ago

0:46:01 > 0:46:07- # A long, long time ago #

0:46:34 > 0:46:37- S4C Subtitles by Tinopolis

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