I thought I could start this all out with something profound. A quote from Wedding Crashers, however, is not. Baby steps. Even so, it's one that I very strongly agree with. For those of you who need their memory jogged, the whole thing is:
John Beckwith (Owen Wilson): "Did you have a band?"
Mrs. Kroeger: "Yeah."
John: "Good or bad?"
Jeremy Grey (Vince Vaughn): "Who gives a shit? It's a great band, it's a bad band, it's like pizza, baby: it's good no matter what. There's music in the air!"
I like the sentiment. Weddings seem to be a bastion of realized idealism. It's not often you can get so many different people together and have them all be (or at least act) happy. More amazing, the celebrations are at once diverse and universal, like the music that's played at them. Polka, American standards, R&B, 80s kitsch, Hindi, folk - you could even hear it all at the same reception. Plus, in no other setting would it be possible to see a 17 year old metal-head and the grandma who only listens jazz standards both dancing to "Shake Your Groove Thing". I'm not saying that's happened ever, but if it did, would you bet against it being at a wedding?
The larger point I want to make is going back to the music. I was originally going to say something trite about music being a universal language (which is true) and that it's amazing how it makes people shut up and listen (which is true). Then I would have said something about music being more important to me than others (which is probably true). Instead, I quote CSS: Music is my hot, hot sex. Pizza, beer, sex, music. Even if it's bad, it's good (unless it's really, really bad). I intend to continue this sentiment in the future, but this post is already getting too long. And I now realize that what I'm trying to say isn't very well developed. We'll see how it goes in the future.
Since this is the first post, I'll explain where I want this blog to go. Obviously, there will be music. Also, there will be beer. For those that don't know (most of you), "lautering" is the act of separating the wort (liquid) from grain when brewing beer. Maybe sex and pizza will appear too, but probably not. There will be smatterings of philosophy, politics, science, and life. That I can promise. The title of the blog is me kind of poking fun at myself. The creation of this blog is incredibly hypocritical. I've tended to think the blogging world (and the internet in general) is overwhelmed with people screaming their self-important opinions and trying to make everyone listen. Recently though, I've come across some great blogs. Predominantly, I've been inspired by a series starting with A Year in Pictures Following the Breakup. Like all great art, it's led to some great discussions. Also, I was lured into a blogging competition by my friend Otter (not her real name; more non-Animal House nicknames to come) who started her own blog yesterday.
This post is over. Wish me luck on the rest of them.
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