Author(s): Thomas, Dylan
Label: Naxos AudioBooks
Genre: Classic Fiction; Plays - Others; Poetry
Period: 20th Century
Catalogue No: NA434312
Barcode: 9789626343432
Release Date: 02/2005

THOMAS, D.: Essential Dylan Thomas (The)

This varied, well-chosen selection brings onto one CD set the best of Dylan Thomas. Here is the legendary recording of Under Milk Wood, with Richard Burton and Richard Bebb as narrators; but here also are two radio productions he wrote before that great classic, and though interesting in their own right, they show how Under Milk Wood grew gradually in his imagination. Thomas was a charismatic, idiosyncratic performer of his own poetry and stories, and here is a representative selection. Performances of Dylan Thomas have since moved on and the greatness of the writer as a poet and storyteller are perhaps best heard in new recordings by actors of our own time. Here Bebb, Madoc and Hughes share some of Thomas’s finest, most challenging and endearing works.

Tracklist

Disc 1
Thomas, Dylan - Author
1 First Voice: To begin at the beginning 05:12
2 First Drowned: Remember me, Captain? 01:38
3 First Voice: From where you are... 00:30
4 Mr Edwards: Myfanwy Price! 01:18
5 First Voice: Come now, drift up the dark... 01:44
6 Mother: This little piggy... 02:16
7 First Voice: Now, in her iceberg-white... 00:43
8 Mrs Ogmore-Pritchard: Mr Ogmore! 01:09
9 First Voice: In Butcher Beynon's... 00:28
10 Organ Morgan: Help! cries Organ Morgan... 00:28
11 First Voice: At the sea end of town... 00:27
12 Utah Watkins: (Yawning) Thirty four, thirty five... 03:07
13 First Voice: Now behind the eyes and secrets... 02:54
14 First Voice: Time passes. Listen. Time passes 01:58
15 Rev. Eli Jenkins: Dear Gwalia! I know there are... 02:00
16 First Voice: Now, woken at last by the out-of-bed... 00:23
17 Lily Smalls: Oh, there's a face! 02:14
18 First Voice: Mary Ann the Sailors... 02:39
19 First Voice: Now frying-pans spit... 01:19
20 First Voice: Mr and Mrs Cherry Owen... 01:32
21 First Voice: From Beynon Butchers in Coronation Street... 01:10
22 First Voice: Up the street, in the Sailor's Arms... 02:38
23 Captain Cat: (Softly, to himself) Maggie Richards, Ricky Rhys... 03:50
24 First Voice: People are moving now, up and down... 03:28
25 First Voice: There's the clip clop of horses... 00:46
26 First Woman: Mrs Ogmore-Pritchard 01:01
27 First Voice: Outside, the sun springs down... 01:32
28 First Voice: And in Willy Nilly the Postman's dark... 02:34
29 Second Voice: ...herring gulls heckling down to the harbour... 02:07
30 First Voice: The music of the spheres is heard distinctly... 02:33
31 Polly Garter: I loved a man whose name was Tom... 03:44
32 First Voice: And the morning school is over... 02:45
33 First Voice: And the shrill girls giggle and muster around him... 01:46
34 Gossamer Beynon: I don't care if he is common... 01:12
35 First Voice: In the blind-drawn dark dining-room of School House... 03:31
36 First Voice: Lord Cut-Glass, in his kitchen full of time... 04:41
37 First Voice: Captain Cat, at his window... 04:12
38 First Voice: The child says, and then she forgets him too 01:23
Disc 2
1 Second Voice: The afternoon buzzes like lazy bees... 03:58
2 First Voice: Now the town is dusk 00:58
3 Mr Pritchard: You first, Mr Ogmore 01:30
4 Rev. Eli Jenkins: Every morning, when I wake... 01:52
5 First Voice: Dusk is drowned forever until tomorrow 01:57
6 First Voice: Blind Captain Cat climbs into his bunk 00:57
7 First Voice: Mr Mog Edwards and Miss Myfanwy Price... 01:16
8 First Voice: The thin night darkens 00:46
9 Narrator: It was a cold white day in the High Street... 04:58
10 Narrator: I went out of the hotel into the snow... 06:02
11 Narrator: And he hurried on, into the dervish snow... 05:23
12 Narrator: The Hall is shattered... 05:55
13 Narrator: Even now, on the frozen foreshore... 04:37
14 Quite early one morning in the winter in Wales... 03:19
15 The town was not yet awake 03:16
16 And climbing down again and up out of the town... 03:01
17 Oh, the town was waking now... 02:50
18 Lament 04:23
19 Poem on his birthday 06:43
20 And death shall have no dominion 01:51
21 Fern Hill 03:52
22 Do not go gentle into that good night 01:10
Disc 3
1 One Christmas was so much like another in those years... 05:12
2 Now out of that bright white snowball of Christmas... 04:08
3 We returned home through the desolate poor sea-facing streets... 02:58
4 The grass-green cart, with 'J. Jones, Gorsehill' painted... 05:06
5 He backed the mare into Union Street... 06:34
6 'Can I go and see the pigs?' 04:51
7 Gwilym's chapel was the last old barn before the field... 04:26
8 The best room smelt of moth balls and fur... 06:44
9 Down the thick dingle Jack and I ran shouting... 07:07
10 Our door was open 05:22
11 In the middle of the night I woke... 03:32
12 In the morning I woke from a dream of fiery horses... 02:15
13 When we came to Llanstephan village... 04:35
14 'Where are we going?' I asked 03:00
Disc 4
1 It was six o'clock on a winter's evening 04:47
2 The barmaid, with gold hair and two gold teeth in front... 04:18
3 Outside Rabiotti's cafe, Leslie said... 04:50
4 All over the dripping town... 03:51
5 If you can call it a story 04:06
6 On Sunday evening, after Bethesda... 04:21
7 The charabanc drew up outside... 04:56
8 Time clouded over, the cows wondered... 03:35
9 The force that through the green fuse drives the flower 01:27
10 The conversation of prayers 01:32
11 A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London 01:13
12 Elegy 01:15
13 Poem in October 02:55
14 The hunchback in the park 01:41
15 A Winter's Tale 08:48
16 In my craft or sullen art 00:51
17 Lie still, sleep becalmed 01:08
18 Fern Hill 03:31
19 Over Sir John's hill 03:20
20 Poem on his Birthday 05:46
21 Do not go gentle into that good night 01:21
22 Lament 03:19
23 Was there a time 00:36
24 And death shall have no dominion 01:58

Total Playing Time: 04:50:41