Three more maritime songs to round off the penultimate album.
Dogger Bank is a traditional song that escaped from the music-hall and went native. It’s rapid-fire nautical nonsense, with no real artistic merits except that it sounds good and it’s fun to sing. Which isn’t nothing.
And two more Kiplings. Poor honest men is a kind of rhetorical exercise in pushing irony until it snaps. It’s accompanied here on concertina and drums.
Big steamers is a Young Person’s Guide to British Imperialism, starting from the question of where your bread and butter come from; you could write something similar these days and call it Food Miles.