So apparently when you run your own business and you launch an entirely new part of your business, ( other things fall by the wayside. Breaking a rib doesn’t help much either. Apologies to followers for letting the blog languish and promises to not let it happen again.

With Memorial Day weekend looming, I wanted to offer you all a military drinking song, but those are hard to find. At least ones where the words aren’t too dirty. Instead I offer you something patriotic, but with a twist. Our national anthem, The Star Spangled Banner is sung to the tune of a British drinking song, The Anacreontic Song, penned by John Stafford Smith, a member of the Anacreontic Society in London. This club celebrated the work of Anacreon, a Greek poet from the sixth century famous for his poems about drinking and screwing. As you can imagine, the song echoes the sentiments of the poet, urging the club’s members to similar pursuits.

I recommend scanning the lyrics before listening. 18th century English poetry can get a bit convoluted. Here’s hoping you all have a great weekend and that your respective “myrtles and vines” get happily entwined to boot.

To Anacreon in Heav’n, where he sat in full glee,
A few sons of harmony sent in a petition
That he their Inspirer and patron would be;
When this answer arriv’d from the Jolly Old Grecian “Voice, fiddle and flute, “no longer be mute,
“I’ll lend you my name and inspire you to boot,
“And, besides, I’ll instruct you, like me, to intwine
“The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’s Vine.”

Ye Sons of Anacreon, then join hand in hand;
Preserve unanimity, friendship and love!
‘Tis yours to support what’s so happily plann’d;
You’ve the sanction of Gods and the fiat of Jove. While thus we agree Our toast let it be:
“May our club flourish happy, united and free!
“And long may the sons of Anacreon intwine
“The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’s Vine.”