I think it's quite fitting that, in my CD shelf, this disc sits right night to its brother in crapdom, Primus. I'm not sure what possessed me to buy this. Aside from the ultra-catchy hit "500 Miles," this is a collection of boring Scottish tavern shanteys—the type of stuff white people looking to connect with the "old country" will pretend to like. Bleeech.
Sunshine on Leith