The National just knows how to write whatever they want and make it a song. The words can’t hardly make sense but they are just right for the rhythm and they manage to somehow evoke feeling.
I was thinking about tasting wine. I’ve never been very good at it, or good at all. In fact I didn’t even like most of the wines I tried, and I tried a lot that were supposed to be good.
But I’ve never tasted as many as I have in these past couple of months. And the more I taste and the more I drink, even if it’s not tasting new wines it’s like drinking a whole bottle of each kind…so I guess what I’m saying is the more wine you drink, even if it’s the same two wines, the more wine that goes into your body the better you start to understand what you’re supposed to be looking for. It’s like tasting is a kind of relative thing. The first thing you have to do is drink enough so that you know what grapes in general taste like, and then you can look for the other subtleties if you want to.
It’s like Vonnegut says in Bluebeard, if you want to be able to tell a good painting from a bad one, you only need to look at a million paintings. Then you can never be wrong.
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Fuck all that dumb shit. I’m going to beat this shit god damn it! I’m bout to get crazy on this motherfucker. Just type some shit out fast as I can like a hedonistic rabbit out this shit. You know fuck it I just drank some wine and I don’t know what that signifies. Ah christ these stupid ass commercials on Pandora. Fucking dumb dumb dumb. And I hate this station too.
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Yeah we been drinking this wine like three days straight so it’s really oxidized now and I’m trying to figure out what that means, what that does to the taste.
There’s a big frontier now and it’s wine knowledge. It’s on the horizon, coming down like Moses across the Jordan. AKA the Red Sea. Yeah I made a joke about the River Jordan today to one of the customers and that shit when over…nicely.
Hot damn. Shit.
Nah I’m just not feeling it.
But I am typing faster. And I did 40 pushups. So that’s good.
I was thinking that knowing about wine is to be good at it you have to do what you do to be good at chess. The best indicator of whether someone will be good at chess is not how high their IQ is, but how many chess games they have memorized, how many chess positions they can recognize. Success in chess does not necessarily carry over into other things in life, not even things so close as other strategical game. The knowledge of chess is extremely specialized, by that I mean that…well it’s a self serving loop of sorts. Man I’m not thinking about any of this, and any of the salient points were actually made in a book called The Genius in All of Us. So take this with a grain of salt. But I’m thinking I could get good at wine by just memorizing all the vineyards and their characteristics, like a chess master memorizing positions.
There’s a book I’m going to read called Liquid Memory that talks about taste, and how one develops one’s own taste. And not just the taste of the mouth. But it talks about trusting your own taste, instead of some arbiter’s. you have to be educated about the subject you want to have an opinion on, but you should have an opinion of it if you want to have taste. None of this makes the sense I want it to.
Hot damn I am so tired. I am so tired and boring right now. None of this shit makes any sense at all. I think I’ll just go around and comment on other people’s stuff. Maybe tomorrow I will have something to say to myself.