In the painting, this music is being written on the ass of the damned by the tongue of a bloated serpent-man.
Bosch's work was crammed to the gills with obscure references and in-jokes, and none more so than the hallucinogenic Garden of Earthly Delights. Who can say what he was thinking here.
But I have to wonder if Bosch didn't have some personal animosity toward a local composer...maybe a portly dude whose features he thought resembled a reptile, and whom he thought of as an obsequious asslick of some sort.
Perhaps all that survives of this man's music today only does so because Bosch thought his work sounded like Hell, and sampled it for that purpose.
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