Pieces Written For Julian Bream (in Chronological Order)
- Reginald Smith Brindle Nocturne for Guitar Solo (1946)
- Reginald Smith Brindle El Polifemo de Oro (1956)
- Lennox Berkeley Sonatina, op. 52, no. 1 (1957)
- Tristram Cary Sonata (1959)
- Malcolm Arnold Concerto for Guitar and Chamber Orchestra, op. 67 (1959)
- Benjamin Britten Nocturnal after John Dowland, op. 70 (1963)
- Richard Rodney Bennett Impromptus (1968)
- Tom Eastwood Ballade-Phantasy (1968)
- Peter Racine Fricker Paseo (1969)
- Reginald Smith Brindle Variants on two themes of J. S. Bach (1970)
- Richard Rodney Bennett Guitar Concerto (1970)
- Malcolm Arnold Fantasy, op. 107 (1971)
- Alan Rawsthorne Elegy (1971)
- William Walton Five Bagatelles (1972)
- Humphrey Searle Five (1974)
- Lennox Berkeley Guitar Concerto, Op. 88 (1974)
- Hans Werner Henze Royal Winter Music (first sonata, 1976)
- Giles Swayne Suite (1976)
- Peter Maxwell Davies Hill Runes (1981)
- Michael Berkeley Sonata in One Movement (1982)
- Richard Rodney Bennett Sonata (1983)
- Michael Tippett The Blue Guitar (1984)
- Leo Brouwer Concerto elegiaco (Guitar Concerto No. 3) (1986)
- Tōru Takemitsu All in Twilight (1987)
- Leo Brouwer Sonata (1990)
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