
Blog: Archives: 2011 2010 2009 2008 2007 About/Contact	A Different Wave Ronnie Parry on the 15th annual Sessiwn Fawr in Dolgellau July 20th - 21st, 2007 We'd decided to try out Wyn's new work van, the brightest yellow vehicle for miles around, on an adventurous jaunt down the A494 for Saturday. Anticipating lots of adventure and musical mayhem we were fully prepared, well, Wyn was, with even fishing tackle for a plan B. Arriving in Dolgellau as the rain continued to fall, Alison Moorer's range of vocals lifted many dark clouds with long remembered American folk and protest, with hubbie Steve Earle joining for a final performance. Dolgellau's such a stunning town, hewn from the stone that builds up to the mist clad Cader Idris. A little jamming session and then to a campsite eased us into the fold. They wanted to charge us ｣15 for a one night stay, it was ｣20 for two nights, a total rip off, no facilities neither… the only downside of the whole stay. Nevertheless we pitched up and set off, with Wyn producing the greatest red wig of them all, and a shaking egg as we headed back to the show. As Meic Stevens took to the stage the rain was petering out, and I took over the wig, or the wig took over me. A great crowd had built up through the day and by 6.30pm all were fired up for a bit of the passion which Meic breathes. It set the scene as the adjacent stage followed up with Gai Toms and his band egging on a West Wales roar, and by the time the Dubliners were ready for their dusky slot the whole place was lifted, no Wakestockesque cancellations here. A great set by the Dubliners and greatly appreciated by a crowd which fully joined in, before Radio Luxembourg arrived on a different wave and continued to take the crowds along for a kaleidoscopic ride. A time for a break, resting the legs and drinking some more. Genod Droog were stunning. Listen intensely to this band. Forget the at times strenuous efforts at image, they're good. A Welsh rap and great Prisoner type balloons floating about which were lustily devoured by spirits taking the show into the night and beyond. The highlight of the night, lots of beats, red wigs flying, eggs shaking and egos quaking. A real night of passion and no sign of washout. Nor burnout for that matter. Back to the campsite and a guitar clad Pen Llyn lad had left Abersoch and arrived for a chill. The party continued and onwards home. © 2007 Ronnie Parry
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Ronnie Parry on the 15th annual Sessiwn Fawr in Dolgellau

July 20th - 21st, 2007

We'd decided to try out Wyn's new work van, the brightest yellow vehicle for miles around, on an adventurous jaunt down the A494 for Saturday. Anticipating lots of adventure and musical mayhem we were fully prepared, well, Wyn was, with even fishing tackle for a plan B. Arriving in Dolgellau as the rain continued to fall, Alison Moorer's range of vocals lifted many dark clouds with long remembered American folk and protest, with hubbie Steve Earle joining for a final performance.

Dolgellau's such a stunning town, hewn from the stone that builds up to the mist clad Cader Idris. A little jamming session and then to a campsite eased us into the fold. They wanted to charge us ｣15 for a one night stay, it was ｣20 for two nights, a total rip off, no facilities neither… the only downside of the whole stay.

Nevertheless we pitched up and set off, with Wyn producing the greatest red wig of them all, and a shaking egg as we headed back to the show. As Meic Stevens took to the stage the rain was petering out, and I took over the wig, or the wig took over me.

A great crowd had built up through the day and by 6.30pm all were fired up for a bit of the passion which Meic breathes. It set the scene as the adjacent stage followed up with Gai Toms and his band egging on a West Wales roar, and by the time the Dubliners were ready for their dusky slot the whole place was lifted, no Wakestockesque cancellations here.

A great set by the Dubliners and greatly appreciated by a crowd which fully joined in, before Radio Luxembourg arrived on a different wave and continued to take the crowds along for a kaleidoscopic ride.

A time for a break, resting the legs and drinking some more. Genod Droog were stunning. Listen intensely to this band. Forget the at times strenuous efforts at image, they're good. A Welsh rap and great Prisoner type balloons floating about which were lustily devoured by spirits taking the show into the night and beyond.

The highlight of the night, lots of beats, red wigs flying, eggs shaking and egos quaking. A real night of passion and no sign of washout. Nor burnout for that matter. Back to the campsite and a guitar clad Pen Llyn lad had left Abersoch and arrived for a chill. The party continued and onwards home.