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In an age when
everything is becoming cloned, and so many things seem to sound the
SAME. Songs from Scotland go on and on. Pop Songs whizz past and
vanish forever. Some might pop up again as Golden Oldies after three
years. But the familiar Scots songs seem to be embedded in the Sole
forever.
No wedding, no
housewarming or homecoming or celebration can be complete without a
burst of the simple old music of Scotland.
I have assembled in my
Pipe Bag from the cosy sentiment of "She Moved Through the Fair" to
the Majesty of "Scotland the Brave" and with something for everybody
in between. It’s a record for a reminiscent smile, a jolt of
patriotic fire, It’s a reminder that we all belong to Scotland. But
when you think of it, the music of Scotland belongs to everyone.
A Scotsman will never be insulted if you
offer him a small glass of whisky.
He will merely swallow the insult. |
