Well, you've arrived, here at the the soul of it all. The
DunRingle lyrics page, where you can intoxicate yourself to your
hearts content
with mixed
metaphor
and rhyme of such questionable quality that
it makes the much loved McGonagal look like Shakespeare.
The eight DunRingle albums have it all, each one a seething Bard's
brew of storytelling, poetry, sonnet and rhyme, each song a Harris
Tweed of lyric
with a
warp of wry humour,
a weft
of pathos, woven from a bobban of history, threaded by a
shuttle of wistfulness, wrapped round a drum of self deprecation
and delivered to a tweed loving public to make into whatever durable
and shower proof musical garment they desire.
Click on the links opposite and enjoy !!
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