This one’s one of those that I almost know – because I’ve only listened to it
about sixteen billion times – but the lyrics are going to be a problem. Yup, poets beside Robbie Burns decided to write phonetically, or would that be dialectically? Either way, it’s probably not something that you should do unless your name is Rudyard Kipling. I am also dubious about the vocal line.
None the less, I’ve grooved on the Drake’s Drum legend ever since I read about it in Katherine Kurtz’s Lammas Night, which is one of those books you should pick up if you’re into that entire “ordinary, decent WWII magicians vs. Nazis” thing – although I always find it odd that there are people who aren’t.
I mean, who reads books to be bored by them?