22-April-2006

Over Under, Sheboygan, Wisconsin

The cops came when we started our first set, but the last thing they wanted to do was listen to us. No, they weren’t there for the show. Apparently the bar received two noise complaints and a warning from said police that a third would result in a hefty fine. Of course, everyone in the place rioted—body surfers were dropped, lighters were quickly snuffed, heads stopped banging, but our hands were tied. We played really quietly the third set, and then imbibed ourselves with choice offerings from the Over Under. And, given free reign and an assortment of liquors in different shapes and potency combined with our knack for creative stupidity, or stupid creativity, the Black Turkey was invented. And with it, a toast to Sheboygan’s finest, and to all the little Sheboyganites out in God’s green earth who just might have a dream to play music at any volume.

Of course, they'd be better off drinking Black Turkeys instead.

Black Turkey

½ Wild Turkey
½ Khalua (and if there is no Khalua, substitute Bailey’s and Vodka for that extra shit kick)