Soothing the savage beast

[sine_nixus]

Yesterday I attended a Mozart concert at my parish. Least anyone think me more cultured than I actually am, I was not there entirely on my own volition. I was drafted to be the ubiquitous usher, bowing obsequiously to the higher echelons of civil society. There were some minor incidents, in keeping with the kind of crowd who would generally

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[mauve_boudoir]

I was drafted to be the ubiquitous usher, bowing obsequiously to the higher echelons of civil society.

- shades of the Ben Anderson talk when you got conned to usher for a guaranteed seat! haha:)

[sine_nixus]

haha Some guarantee that I was, I think i spent that talk outside in the hall chairless =P

[f_mac]

so what? art is subjective? what are you stupid?
just kidding. barbarian invasion is hard yo! shit! you didn't say it was that hard. damn!

[sine_nixus]

Ya, those barbarians are savages; who'd have thought. I H8 their horsemen archers!

[rode_jurk]

Listening to Mozart though made me appreciate the value of endings. (That’s not just because I was only semi-listening the entire time.)

are you shoor it wasn't because you were just semi-listening? tee hee.

i was invited to a baseball game today, detroit tigers vs. iforgotwho but i declined. hence, i have been accused of being a philistine! bah.

[sine_nixus]

It's ok, I would think it would be more philistine to go to a baseball game. hehe How snobby

[rode_jurk]

ooooooh ... snob indeed!

[imjuzakyd]

Being exposed to an “alien” art form also made me appreciate the other side of the fence, those people who find lit boring (and too be fair, some of it really is).

I was thinking of a way to counterattack this last claim, but then I paused and realized... egag... you are right. Reminded me of the good ol' days with Pulan and Acuña, and all those dead white poets we had to study.