… and then, of course, there are the times when Dowland took the day off from being depressed and reverted to that other classic of Elizabethan song-writing: innuendo.
I have spent quite a lot of this weekend with a lurgy, and have thus been mooching around the internet looking for suitable fodder for the musical Advent Calendar that I plan to run during December. Alas, this evening’s explorations led me quite by chance into the world of smutty and scatalogical Elizabethan catches or rounds. It’s amazing how much is out there… and none of it is remotely suitable for Advent, strange to say!
I’m not even sure the following is suitable for this blog, which has until now stayed pretty clean. And I have to say, the lyrics do make me raise my eyebrows a bit. But in the end, there is just something irresistible about beautiful voices singing ‘so kiss my arse’ with perfect diction and tuning, with great emphasis and in the highest of style.