Beethoven: Genius, Nymphomaniac, or Both?

Listening to Mozart's Don Giovanni. Thought it was fitting, seeing how this is going to be a sexy post. If the Don's sexual escapades don't cause the boys to knock lamps off the table with their erections, then nothing will.

First, an oddity!

Here in the Midwest, there are quite a few companies whose logos look incredibly familiar to those in Cali. BUT! they have different names. Quite different, in fact. See if you can guess the California equivalent to these everyday companies and products! Part of a balanced breakfast.

http://www.hellmanns.com/products_mayo.asp

http://www.edys.com/main/index.asp?b=105

http://www.hardees.com/

Très étrange, non? On TV commercials they will sing, "Bring out the Hellman's, and bring out the best," or, "Hardee's: Don't bother me, I'm eating." Then the Twilight Zone theme plays and the camera in front of me spins in really fast circles as I slap my hands to my cheeks and scream.

Sometimes.


Ok so the sex!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Except it's sex and Beethoven, so you might have to pull up some porn to keep yourself going. Sorry.

First, some background: I'm taking a class this semester called Beethoven and His Era. It's taught by a comp. lit. professor, and is totally outside the music school--so it's a nice way to escape from french augmented 6th chords when I feel the need. In class this evening, the professor [who looks a lot like the Beet himself, what with his huge hair. When he makes an interesting point, he'll nod violently and his hair will be caught in an incredible wave for a good 2 seconds.] Anyways, today we were looking at some of the art that might have influenced the angry man later in life... namely, early romantic paintings. Here are some quick examples if you're not familiar with the period:

(Just scroll to the bottom and click on the thumbs): http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/friedrich/

Ok, so now that you have that kind of tragic landscape image floating around, this was the term that Professor Hertz used to describe the period.

ahem. Kinky mysticism.

To me, this describes when people who like Renaissance faires geteth it on. After a trying but invigorating game of Dungeons & Dragons, Lady Trueblood-NappyHaire and her Faire Knight Sir Gallahad the Zitty eat a huge turkey leg and then have an awkward fuck on a twin bed in his parents' house. Sometimes they invite a pixie or two (more, if you're royalty). People like this:

http://www.fairyfashion.de/ yes. those are real women. and those are real wedding gowns. you're gonna want to check it out after this.

When I think of "kinky mysticism," I think of S&M costumes like this:

whip it, maria. I've been a bad bad boy.

After sex à la Kinky Mysticism, I'd expect to look like this:

So, moral of the story! Next time you think a professor has made up a completely insane phrase, think about it. It may be exactly what he means.

Goodnight, all. And may I never want to post pictures again. Trying to figure that out made this hour and a half blog session way too taxing.

Current music, still Don Giovanni. Specifically Donna Alvira's aria Mi tradì. She got it on with the Don and now isn't getting any. In this aria, she sings, "O, how I do so miss the c*ck." But it's Mozart, so in some translations she says "penis."