Remembered chiefly for his virginal music, this always fresh and charming composer – who was probably an instrument maker by trade – may well have penned these pieces simply for the enjoyment of his London friends living in the wards of Bishopsgate and Cripplegate. His experience as a keyboard player may have led him to some chromatic vocal writing, particularly in the admirable Construe my meaning, rivalling strangenesses in the work of his Italian contemporary, Gesualdo.