Martin Luther.

"A person who gives this some thought and yet does
not regard music as a marvelous creation of God must
be a clodhopper indeed and does not deserve to be
called a human being; he should be permitted to hear
nothing but the braying of asses and the grunting of

— Martin Luther

With all due respect to Martin Luther, I don't think
we should be so quick to judgment as far as asses and
hogs go. But, let's investigate further…

Donkey braying.

Very nice range of tones, I must say. Has a firm and
insistent beat to it. The donkey should get some hip-hop
DJ to come up with an extended dance mix.

Swine snorting.

Deep, dark rumblings. There's something unsettling
about the snorting that kind of reminds me of
Schoenberg's Pierrot Lunaire.

Rooster crowing.

Brassy, brash, good music to wake up to in the

Goat baahing.

Very coloratura. Shades of Puccini. Nice to
sing along with (waiting for karaoke version).

Cow mooing.

I like it. It's direct, honest. It's got soul.

All of this is my own opinion, of course. But I
don't think that I'm the only person to appreciate
the music of animals.