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“Well, show me the way to the next whiskey bar”: The Top Alcohol-Related Rock Songs

17 Jul

“Alcohol may be man's worst enemy, but the bible says love your enemy.” Frank Sinatra

Tomorrow, I turn 21 years old. And, in the United States, that means I will be of the legal drinking age. Now, among the youth of the nation this is quite a remarkable day where friends attempt to kill you by shoving drinks down your throat while they proudly shout out “shot, shot, shot” like that idiotic song, turning you into a one-day drinking glutton with vomit-stained clothes. No, this is not your normal bar crawl, it’s your 21’st birthday alcoholic hullabaloo. If your 21’st does not turn you into a raging alcoholic (hey, at least you can buy the stuff now), it turns you off to drinking entirely and you never want to drink a beer again (not even take a shot)…at least for a week or two.

Yes, this is the 21-year-old misadventure, a stumbling art of regret. And, tomorrow I enter into the realm. No need to worry about me blogosphere, I have work on Monday and therefore, unless I want to throw up while conducting an interview, I will only be partaking in one or two recreational alcoholic beverages. But, being that I am turning 21, I thought we could temporarily turn the Music Court into a grand revelry. Time to party with a poll. What do you think the best alcohol-related rock song is?

This post was inspired by Weekly Rations blog: http://www.weeklyrations.com/?p=297

My five choices are below with video and a drinking quotation from the song. Have one you think should be on the list? Let’s talk. Vote other and comment below!

“Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain’t seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I’m off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer”

“Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don’t ask why
Oh, don’t ask why”

“Im Dizzy, drunk and fightin’
On tequila white lightnin’
My glass is getting shorter
On whiskey, ice and water
So come on and have a good time
And get blinded out of your mind”

“I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there’s booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on”

“Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
An’ I shaved my face and combed my hair,
An’ stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.”

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