Per-Olav Kindgren plays Sir John Smith His Almain.
The origins and early life of composer and lutenist John Dowland remains quite the mystery to this day. What is as clear as the tears that flow from a pair of lovelorn eyes was that the guy wrote some of the most beautiful, haunting and melancholy instrumentals and songs in not just the English repertoire, but of all time.
The man was buried on this day in 1626, and since my consecutive posting streak died yesterday, I figured this was a fitting submission. More importantly, it's a dead man's party, so don't worry about baking a cake, POP. We'll all spin some sad and mournful Dowland and get drunk instead.