Tom o’ Bedlam’s Song
I am enchanted by stories of insanity, especially those of long ago. This performance of “Tom o’ Bedlam’s Song” is beautiful in its near-frothing lunacy:
The moon’s my constant Mistrisse,
And the lowly owl my morrowe,
The flaming Drake and the Nightcrow make
Me music to my sorrow.
Wow–what a wild recording! Who is narrating, do you know? I’ve always loved this one and have wanted to do more research on it, but beyond researching the real Bethlehem Hospital (did you know it’s now one of the leaders in brain research?!), I couldn’t think of an angle. Harold Bloom thinks this is one of the works of real genius, right up there with Shakespeare.