Climbin' Up

Hey nippy nippers! Welcome back.

Today we're gonna serve you up (well, of course) with a snazzy little sipper that just so happens to be the namesake of this here little 'ol site. Yup, we're climbing up the Barstool Mountain today.

Y'all might remember there was a bit of controversy at the outset of this project over the audacity that we displayed in choosing the name Barstool Mountain. I'm not going to link to the message board involved (you can do some research back in our earlier posts if you care). Suffice to say, some folks thought that Barstool Mountain was a "sacred" name reserved for a certain elite level of drinkers whose pain (ick) and experience us common folks couldn't possibly hope to understand or achieve. Well, fuck 'em. The Barstool Mountain, like all good Country music and taverns, is for all folks who have lived and loved and drunk to the good times and bad.

I've finally found a place where I can take it
all this loneliness you left behind.
On a mountain that's no hill for a climber.
Just one step up, sit back and pour the wine.

I climb up on barstool mountain.
High above your world where there's no pain.
And I'm the king of barstool mountain.
Pretending I don't love you once again.

At closing time I step down off the mountain.
I'm strong enough to make it without you.
I know that I'll be right back here tomorrow.
Too weak to sober up and face the truth
and...

I climb up on barstool mountain.
High above your world where there's no pain.
And I'm the king of barstool mountain.
Pretending I don't love you once again.

We had two reasons for picking this song as our namesake. First, it's one of our favorite drinking songs. Second, well, it was easily convenient as a companion piece to our main site, Big Rock Candy Mountain. I won't insult yr whiskey-soaked brains by pointing out why.

The song itself, then. It's a wistful tune, of sorts, brewed in the moment we've all been in, propped up at the rails, determined towards forgetting and blankness. And, of course, there's a girl or boy. Always a girl or boy . But, to avoid seriousness, it's a revelation in neon, shaken and stirred, a fine vintage, rarely made these days. Getting better with age? Well, yes, but no more mellow.

The song's been done by numerous folks, but we believe the malted mightiest are the Moe Bandy and Johny Paycheck versions. And Moe's might be seminal, and we love Moe dearly (you'll be hearing more from him down the line), but Paycheck's, to our swizzlin' senses, is the finest, with his bourbon-soaked voice and a guitar line that swings you into oblivion. Either way, we're all winners at the Barstool Mountain. Or losers. You decide.


Johnny Paycheck: Barstool Mountain (mp3)

Moe Bandy: Barstool Mountain (mp3)

Please support your local, independent barstool manufacturer.

Sittin' In A Honky In Chicago

"I'd rather have a bottle in front of me..." Go on, finish it.

Today we're gonna feature a tune that could very well be our theme song 'round these parts, if it weren't for our "title" song, which maybe deserves the next post. It's about time.

It takes a cool cat to carry off a brilliant tune like "Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me". It's a swingin' little boozer about, well, gettin' dumped. And grapes. Yummy yummy grapes. And the song takes us from California to Chicago (hooray!) to Florida (where we used to think "his" baby left a "floater" on the train...don't ask) to Tennessee. But it's all about a guy in the corner, listening to the jukebox and hugging the bottle of vin. It doesn't get much better than that.

We said it takes a cool cat to sing this song. Well, it doesn't get much cooler than our hero, Dean Martin, all laconic slurred fuck-off attitude, and heart-broken self-pity. We've been there, each and every one of us. Far as we're concerned, his is the definitive version. You may disagree.

But then you've got Robert goddam Mitchum, mighty Merle Haggard, Lefty Frizzell, and Charlie Walker adding their cool as ice renditions, and you've got one of the greatest sot-sodden tales of woe and wine ever crafted.

Frankly, the song is a Country song. I can't imagine another scenario where the tune would work. All these artists give it their best drawl'n'twang, and take a so-called novelty and turn it into a classic tavern turned gem of stem and drank.

I'm praying for a rain in California
So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine
And I'm sitting in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind.

I'll ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to Tennessee
And when they ask who's the fool in the corner, crying
I'll say, little old wine drinker, me.

I came here last week from down in Nashville
'Cause my baby left for Florida on a train
I thought I'd get a job and just forget her
But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same.

I'll ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to Tennessee
And when they ask who's the fool in the corner, crying
I'll say, little old wine drinker, me...

Recommended Reading: The Alcoholics by Jim Thompson

Salute!

Dean Martin: Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me (mp3)

Robert Mitchum: Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me (mp3)

Merle Haggard: Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me (mp3)

Lefty Frizzell: Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me (mp3)

Charlie Walker: Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me (mp3)

Please support your local train station and vinter.

In My Sin

Well now. Here we are. Over a year later. Good gravy, that's one long bender. We aint gonna guarantee daily postings or any of that nonsense, but we figger we can get a least a post or two a week up. Or not.

If you're new here, this is a site all about drinking songs. Nuthin' but carefree boozin'. We hope to reflect the Top 100 Drinking Songs we posted a couple years ago on our parent site, Big Rock Candy Mountain. And since all lists are flawed, and a hundred aint enough, we'll be posting all kinds of tipsy tunes not featured on the Top 100.

Now then,

To get us kick-started again, we've got a nifty little nipper from Louis Jordan. "What's The Use Of Getting Sober(When You're Gonna Get Drunk Again)" is a, ahem, cautionary dialogue between a son and his pappy about the dangers of all day and all night drinking. We think the son wins the argument:

"What's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again
Oh Sam done something fine
When he bought that good whiskey, beer and wine
I love my whiskey and I love my gin
Every time you see me I'm in my sin
So what's the use of getting sober
When you're gonna get drunk again"

Yep, it's a good 'un.

Recommended Reading: A Fan's Notes by Frederick Exley.

Sláinte!


Louis Jordan: What's The Use of Gettin' Sober (mp3)