Spicaresque:

A Spanglish blog dedicated to the works, ruminations, and mongrel pyrotechnics of Yago S. Cura, an Argentine-American poet, translator, publisher & futbol cretin. Yago publishes Hinchas de Poesia, an online literary journal, & is the sole proprietor of Hinchas Press.

Friday, February 1, 2008

WEDDING PLAYLIST LETTER


So I am marrying my Panda on October 11, 2008. We have already started on the small scriptorium of invitations, RSVP's, and notices that have to be produced. But one idea that we hit on which I have been given the honor of executing involves the music selection. We are thinking of having people mail us playlists in the hopes of not having to do this onerous task ourselves. I mean we want the music to be right, but we don't want to have to worry about it. You see, we figure if we utilize the cross-section, the swath of friends at out disposal we have a better chance of music we actually like being played at this thing.

The following is my letter:


Dear Future Guests of the D/C Wedding

You have been selected to submit a playlist of songs to be played by the magnanimous shuffle mode of the colossal Ipod dock we are building to play music for our guests. You were picked because of your keen ear, intrepid taste, and erudite opinions (you are all not really good at anything else). We require that your playlist be sent to us as an ITunes playlist you have burned on a CD.

And, we also request that you keep in mind the songs you pick should not have profuse profanity or intense periods of screaming, cooing, grunting or the graphic repertoire of sounds associated with sex, bestiality, improper grammar, Nihilism, and/or Reagonomics. In terms of censorship, we know the Supreme Court has roundly rejected prior restraint but the fact of the matter is that we would really like not to offend anyone who might have bought us really nice crap from our registry.

Also, this is a day when A and Y are going to celebrate their love with a coterie of close friends and family; they would prefer not to have to field questions about the pendejo that put Rage Against the Machine and Barry White on the same playlist. Our wedding will be attended by a full spectrum of peoples; we would rather not have to fidget with our colossal Ipod dock once it's set to shuffle or have to assign someone to sit there and intermittently press the forward arrow.

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