Thursday, April 13, 2006
a not-so-special way of drinking
Mythos: "Encyclopedia Terra Part 2"
Whenever I eat at Steve's Greek I drink a bottle of Mythos. Not 'cuz it's good, but because it's probably the best-named beer this side of Meisterbrau. When I was nine I had a self-made superhero costume that consisted of my orange crossing-guard sash, a pair of racquetball goggles, and my furry brown Meisterbrau viking helmet. That hat barely beats out tickets to the seventh game of the '92 NLCS as the best freebie my dad ever got during his 30 years in the beer industry. I doubt Mythos the beer makes anything that could match that excellent promo, unless they're cranking out bad-ass lyres with their label on 'em, or the lightning-bolts of Zeus, or something. Mythos the band, a peer of better-known Kraut-rockers like Ash Ra Temple and Can, made music comparable to that hat; both are as awesome as they are ridiculous, and both help transport me into a mystical fantasy land where the rules and mores of the everyday world have been obscured by the darkened shadows of my own febrile mind.
Mythos: "Encyclopedia Terra Part 2"
"Mythos challenges you to a special way of thinking that makes life more attractive and interesting. By drinking 'Mythos', we invite you to consider what it is to be 'Legendary' today; to dream, to travel, and to create your very own 'Legend'."
Whenever I eat at Steve's Greek I drink a bottle of Mythos. Not 'cuz it's good, but because it's probably the best-named beer this side of Meisterbrau. When I was nine I had a self-made superhero costume that consisted of my orange crossing-guard sash, a pair of racquetball goggles, and my furry brown Meisterbrau viking helmet. That hat barely beats out tickets to the seventh game of the '92 NLCS as the best freebie my dad ever got during his 30 years in the beer industry. I doubt Mythos the beer makes anything that could match that excellent promo, unless they're cranking out bad-ass lyres with their label on 'em, or the lightning-bolts of Zeus, or something. Mythos the band, a peer of better-known Kraut-rockers like Ash Ra Temple and Can, made music comparable to that hat; both are as awesome as they are ridiculous, and both help transport me into a mystical fantasy land where the rules and mores of the everyday world have been obscured by the darkened shadows of my own febrile mind.
