From the monthly archives:

September 2009

Gosh. Where’d I leave off?

Oh yes. Sunday.

It is so glorious to get to sing with that room full of people. I guess you couldn’t see, but there were trillions of them in the Ballroom for the afternoon gymanfa session. I have no idea how many there actually were. A lot. You can hear them — aren’t they gorgeous?

I haven’t sung The Holy City in years — at least a whole year! — but deciding to perform it with Alan wingin’ the accompaniment felt like the most natural thing in the world. As if my last performance of The Holy City at a North American Festival of Wales gymanfa had been the day before, instead of two years ago, in 2006. Being able to do this just blew me away — perhaps just as nice a prize as getting another chance at the National Eisteddfod in Wales.

If you were at that gymanfa session, people… you made my month. It was so satisfying to sing that song with you!

Other notable items, regarding Sunday: Eilir Owen Griffiths led the gymanfa I performed at, and he was 1000% hands-down fantastic. I hope I someday again have the privilege of watching him in action. Best gymanfa ganu ever! My favorite quote, from Eilir Owen Griffiths: “Singing is not formal. EVER.” Word.

To the North American Festival of Wales, and all its attendees: THANK YOU, again, so much. Saturday’s competition and ensuing rewards were amazing, but singing with all of you on Sunday was the highlight of my whole week. You’re fantastic.

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