The history of the Satyrs (Satyri) begins deep in the lore of Greek mythology. Half-man, half-beast, the Satyrs were nature spirits that haunted the woods and mountains and served as companions to Dionysus, the son of Zeus. Satyrs are the male followers of Dionysus; the female followers are Maenads.
The Satyrs were roguish, subversive and dangerous. They were lovers of wine and women, roaming to the music of pipes and cymbals, castanets and bagpipes, dancing with the nymphs or pursuing them, and striking terror into men. They were instinctively ready for every physical pleasure. Wreaths of vine or ivy circled their heads. They were naked and ithyphallic, but draped themselves with spotted panther skins, goatskins or fawn skins, like Dionysus.
Christian mythology demonized all pagan nature spirits such as Satyrs, by associating them with demons and devils. Perhaps they were on to something.
Fast forward to modern day and meet the current incarnation of the Satyrs. We are Satyricon. We are fierce, we are loyal, we are warriors, and we know how to have a good time. With a nod to the past, we keep the Bacchanal alive, and do so with camaraderie and a disregard for the ordain. Come join us in our celebration of all things visceral.
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