A little Sunday afternoon piobaireachd, “A Flame of Wrath for Squinting Patrick,” expertly played by Roddy MacLeod.
Editor’s note: Long ago, a collection of wise (or demented) random thoughts (or ravings) was discovered beneath a pile of stale chips in a remote corner of a famed Highland games site. Smelling of fish, they are believed to have been penned by one Angus Óg, self-dubbed “piping prophet.” Angus himself has been lost somewhere in the mists of time, or at least in the dust of a well trampled beer tent. They are reprinted here to touch the minds and hearts of pipers everywhere.
“Angus Óg, piping prophet, decrees that it is time to end the chicanery, the pretense, and the lies, and begin wearing live animal sporrans! Read More
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