Hey @detroitlib is there really a portal to hell at the Burton Historical Collection on B-Level?
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Luke and I were looking at Hieronymus Bosch’s painting The Garden of Earthly Delights and discovered, much to our amusement, music written upon the posterior of one of the many tortured denizens of the rightmost panel of the painting which is intended to represent Hell. I decided to transcribe it into modern notation, assuming the second line of the staff is C, as is common for chants of this era.
so yes this is LITERALLY the 600-years-old butt song from hell
EDIT: I still can’t believe this took off like it did this is crazy??? Just wanted to let people know that there are indeed errors in the transcription and this is indeed not a very good recording (I threw this together in like 30 minutes at 1 in the morning,) but I’m working with the music department at my college to get the transcription more accurate!
in the meantime enjoy this fantastic choral arrangement by wellmanicuredman i’m in love
Edward Brooke-Hitching explores the many heavens, hells and lands of the dead from civilisations across global history
Edward Brooke-Hitching speaks to Charlotte Hodgman about his latest book, The Devil's Atlas: An Explorer's Guide to Heavens, Hells and Afterworlds, exploring visions of the afterlife as imagined throughout history by cultures and religions around the world.
Your journey to Hell begins on a ferry. You clutch your ticket and line up in the stinging rain, waiting for your chance to board. You remember something about a river in Hell, and a ferryman, but in your memory, he rowed a boat more like a canoe in exchange for gold coins. You’re lined up to board a ship, a modern ship, the kind that might take you to an island. | Copyright 2021 by Rajan Khanna. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.
DANBURY, CT—Transported with dark joy to be finally engaging in a long-anticipated series of evil and chaotic deeds after fighting his way into the land of the living, the demonic spirit Amaymon, Prince of the Infernal Realm and Ninth Gatekeeper of the Underworld, clawed his way free from his eternal imprisonment in Hell this week in order to flicker the lights and toss some miscellaneous forks and spoons around a middle-class American household. “I have escaped all seven circles of Satan’s nether domain, each more cruel than the last, and now to mark my return in wicked triumph I shall make the dishes in the china cabinet rattle quite loudly and perhaps even slam a couple doors in unoccupied rooms,” said the chief lieutenant of Satan’s nine diabolical legions, reveling in his ruthless cunning by summoning the full power of Hell to slowly draw a faint dusty circle on the living room floor of a late 1970s bungalow. “Shattering the fiery portal separating this world from the starless and bloody world below was an excruciating ordeal, but in doing so, I gained an unclean and hideous strength—a tainted might I shall now employ to tip over a vase, possibly even one containing flowers, or to ruffle the curtains of a closed window. Perhaps, when my true power can be marshaled, I shall snuff out several candles.” At press time, the herald of chaos was exercising his vile euphoria by repositioning the arms and legs of an old porcelain doll.
Chris Martin composes a list of things one might do in hell.