Jeanne: I fell in love with him when I first heard him play piano. Paul: You mean the first time he got inside your knickers. Jeanne: He was a child prodigy; he was playing with both hands. Paul: I bet he was!
No one’s got it rougher than Hamlet. His father is murdered by his power-hungry uncle, who then assumes the throne and marries his mother. His girlfriend becomes increasingly hysterical (probably at least partially due to Hamlets own treatment of her) and drowns herself. And then there’s the whole being haunted by his father’s ghost thing. Hamlet, the depressive, grieving borderline-psychotic that he is, wouldn’t listen to anything other than intense, dark songs, though they might run the gamut of negative emotions. Here are the songs we think he’d plot, give monologues, and pull back the bloody curtains to.