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Oh the king he sits…

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the A985

I grew up in a sleepy little village called Limekilns, just outside Dunfermline – rock capital of the Western World (or it seemed so in 1986). Up the road, the A985 to be exact was Crossford, which was like the outhouse to the rock capital of the world. Significantly however, it seemed to be the […]

O the king he sits in Dunfermline

town a-drinkin the blood-red wine… and going to Sound Control on a Saturday afternoon if he was anything like the rest of us. I am understandably biased, but it has been my opinion for a long time that Dunfermline has, and continues to produce more than its fair share of serious ass musicians; Nazareth, Big […]

Park Music Dunfermline