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How to open a bottle of beer with a banana!
Take heed! This one handy trick may just quench your thirst one day.
SIX DRINKERS: Fantasy all-day drinking team
"We are here to drink beer and to live life so well death will tremble to take us."
- Charles Bukowksi
Editor-at-Large Frank ‘the Tank’ Rackham is the first of us to fire up the Bottle Big Drinkers Time Machine and has picked his team for the Great Hypothetical London all-dayer.
Says The Tank:
“I’ve had to think hard about this six, and even now I have found it hard to crowbar the right balance into my team. This London Leo Sayer starts early on a sunny Good Friday morning, and -potentially- the next three days shine bright like a blank boozy canvas of alcoholic possibility ahead of us.”
Peter O’Toole
It is fair to say Mr O’Toole loved a drink, and was well known for his endurance when it came to the pop. O’Toole is the elder statesman of our session, and guides us through the drinking dens of his beloved Soho and theatreland. This particular anecdote highlights why we all wish we were privelidged enough to have gone on bender with this great thesp:
In 1959, Michael Caine was the O’Toole’s understudy for the Royal Court play The Long And The Short And The Tall. The older actor invited Caine to dinner, and they sat down to a plate of chips; the next thing Caine remembered was waking up in a strange flat. It was 5pm, two days later; and the curtain went up next at 8pm. "Never ask what you did,” O’Toole told Caine later. “It's better not to know."
Amy Winehouse
No tour of London on a session would be complete without Camden’s angel.
Her untimely death at the hands of the demon drink is of course a tragedy, yet I feel compelled to invite her out with the guys.
Perhaps, under the tutelage of Hemingway and O’Toole, our beloved Amy could’ve been saved. [Just keep her away from Papa’s 12-bore until she hit 28, though - Ed.]
Amy drags us around her north London haunts, a tiny ball of fun that seems to run entirely on booze and the admiration of the crowd.
Sir Patrick Stewart & Sir Ian MacKellen
These two chums come as a package, because they are Knights of the Realm and can do pretty much what they want.
Whilst by no means the biggest drinkers for this mission, it is clear by their escapades on Twitter that the pair would excel at keeping morale high throughout at 10-hour-plus Leo Sayer.
The jovial and disarming nature of the two Knights is like a soothing oil on any potential seething sea of chaos our team might whip up.
As a bonus, Sir Ian owns a pub - the Grapes in Limehouse- which means there's at least one boozer we won't get the boot from.
Long Meg of Westminster
There’s an old London Thamesside myth of a notorious women drinker by the peculiar moniker of Long Meg.
Picture you’re a half-cut sailor back on the bawdy banks of the Thames in Elizebethan England: Imagine Meg coming at you from down the street; she’s close to two meters tall and weighs close to 135kgs. There are scars on her knuckles from her occasional participation in bare-knuckle boxing.
She’s utterly shit-faced.
And singing. With good reason—men have come from all over Europe to see if they can out drink her and she laid every man jack of them under the table. We can think of no finer accomplice once the dark sets in. She’s in.
Ernest Hemmingway
One of the 20th century’s most influential authors, Hemingway credited his success to a simple formula: “Write drunk. Edit sober.”
Papa is often credited with the invention or popularization of several cocktails, such as the absinthe-and-champagne concoction “Death in the Afternoon” and would be a welcome international addition to the party, as both raconteur and pace-setter.
Reserve list: Richard Harris, Charles Bukowski, Ollie Reed, Judy Garland, Ozzie Osborne.
5 Things the Editor learned back at Glastonbury
One of our editors made it to Glastonbury after a few years hiatus. Sadly, his notes and mobile phone never left Worthy Farm. This is all he could cobble together from what was left of his mind.
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'Double Downing' festival strength cider by the pair at the Brothers Cider bar will always win you friends.
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Bottle supports the Richard Holmes Pirates
“Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.”
H L MENCKEN
Sadly Our Boys were defeated in the quarter finals at last weekend’s excellent Summer Social/Rugby Rocks Sevens festival at Richmond RFC.
Defeat on the pitch didn’t spell disaster for the Pirates however. Known across the rugby world for their ability to win a crowd, our rag-tag but handsome bunch of swashbucklers continued the party well into the night.
The Pirates will be back. You were warned.
Read about Richard Holmes and his well-lived life here
‘The Beast’ smashes the sub-five beer mile
Every generation or so mankind produces a hero. A man or woman who can transcend cultural and political divides to truly unite us a species.
James "The Beast" Nielsen is that man. And last month he broke the sub-five-minute Beer Mile.
The concept for the Beer Mile competition is simple: Bang down a beer, run a lap, repeat three times. As fast as you fucking-well can.
Thousands have tried for the record, but Nielsen was the super-man who broke the barrier first.
The challenge isn’t easy, otherwise others would’ve done it already. The 34-year-old former college 5,000m champion starts off the YouTube video explaining his extensive training during the past year.
Neilsen's preparations didn't stop at being physically fit, he also trained his stomach for the excessive amounts of carbon dioxide ingested during the race and studied the art of chugging, bringing his drinking time down to a very fair five seconds a can.
The Bottle staff will no-doubt have a stab at this amazing feat at some point. Stay tuned.
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E.T. didn’t go home, he got buried in a New Mexico landfill
Well, at least several million copies of the E.T. video game for the Atari did, according to urban legend.
An urban legend, that this week, turned out to be completely true
A documentary crew got access to the landfill site, and...
BrewDog: ‘The Portman Group is a gloomy gaggle of killjoy jobsworths’
Infamous Scottish Craft brewers of delicious beverages BrewDog have issued a frankly brilliant “Sorry, not sorry” to the UK drinks ‘responsibility body.’
The Portman Group officially condemned BrewDog’s Dead Pony Club, claiming that the pale ale is in breach of the alcohol marketing code.
Now, those of you that are aware of the brilliant chaps at BrewDog, will know that BrewDog have a reputation has fighting their own battles on their own terms.
Co-founder James Watt issued this statement on the BrewDog website:
“On behalf of BrewDog PLC and its 14,691 individual shareholders, I would like to issue a formal apology to the Portman Group for not giving a shit about today’s ruling. Indeed, we are sorry for never giving a shit about anything the Portman Group has to say, and treating all of its statements with callous indifference and nonchalance.”
“Unfortunately, the Portman Group is a gloomy gaggle of killjoy jobsworths, funded by navel-gazing international drinks giants. Their raison d’être is to provide a diversion for the true evils of this industry, perpetrated by the gigantic faceless brands that pay their wages. Blinkered by this soulless mission, they treat beer drinkers like brain dead zombies and vilify creativity and competition. Therefore, we have never given a second thought to any of the grubby newspeak they disseminate periodically.”
“While the Portman Group lives out its days deliberating whether a joke on a bottle of beer is responsible or irresponsible use of humour, at BrewDog we will just get on with brewing awesome beer and treating our customers like adults. I’m sure that makes Henry Ashworth cry a salty tear into his shatterproof tankard of Directors as he tries to enforce his futile and toothless little marketing code, but we couldn’t give a shit about that, either.”
“We sincerely hope that the sarcasm of this message fits the Portman Group criteria of responsible use of humour,” he added.
Check out BrewDog’s excellent wares here.
Mahiki-LIC: Booze and ice lollies finally come together in one glorious ALCO-LOLLY!
Well, it was bound to happen one day.
Summer alcohol imbibing has reached a new level of cool. Those clever chaps from top Mayfair nightclub Mahiki have finally mastered the alco-lolly - Mahiki LIC: a glorious mixture of refreshing ice lolly and delicious booze.
This wondrous mixture of ice and cocktail will launching this summer in Mojito and Pina Colada flavours. Check Mahiki LIC out on Facebook for more details.
Bottle hopes to bring you an exclusive taste-taste in our first edition.
Introducing Mahiki LIC from Mahiki LIC on Vimeo.
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Bottle Magazine: Issue Zero coming Summer 2014.
Frank Rackham: Bright lights and nitrates
It can never be just one beer.
One turns into another. Then it’s happy hour, so it makes sense to get as much piss as you can for your pound, this being London and all. Before you know it it’s midnight and you’ve done the lap of Sam Smith’s pubs in Soho and you’re queuing for Tranny Shack at Madam JoJo’s with a pocket full of poppers.
Or you’re heading to the West End and Trader Vicks or Crucifix Lane in London Bridge in a cab full of PRs you’ve only known for a few hours and who are beginning to think carrying on drinking with this lump of boozy mayhem that claims to be a professional journalist may not have been the wisest thing to do on a Wednesday night.
It is also worth noting that many a great man and woman in our great capital have fallen foul of the two greatest words in the English language: free bar.
Or perhaps it’s later than that. You’re not sure what time it is really as you can’t seem to find your Blackberry (you put it one of your pockets. Or maybe that table over there. It doesn’t matter; this is a tuuuuuuuuunnne.) You’ve lost the guys who took you to this warehouse party near the Olympic park and suddenly you realise that somewhere along the way you’ve taken something with one of the several warm cans of Strongbow you’ve been inhaling since sunset. Bright lights. Music.
Suddenly it’s daylight and you’re on a doorstep near Victoria Park and you live in West London. You know you’ve got work soon, and a deadline, so you face the first tube on a Monday morning to get back west mumbling promises of sobriety and redemption to yourself.
London does that to you. On any given night one seemingly innocuous drink can send you down one of many roads. Most of them are fun and will lead you to places you will look fondly on in the future. Most of them.
Snort it or sprinkle it on your breakfast: the future of boozing is coming
The part of the internet that judges people for wanting to have fun is currently whipping itself into a pointless, digital fury because a US company has perfected powdered alcohol and will be cleared to sell it from this autumn.
Prior to their approval by the government stateside, the company behind Palcohol had a website geared to the bro demographic and had some choice suggestions on how users could properly enjoy their product.
Their site, with tongue-firmly-in-cheek, said:
"Let's talk about the elephant in the room...snorting Palcohol.
"Yes, you can snort it. And you'll get drunk almost instantly because the alcohol will be absorbed so quickly in your nose.
"Good idea? No. It will mess you up. Use Palcohol responsibly."
For those hungry frat bros and sorority sisters, the site also suggested sprinkling their powdered craic enhancer on breakfast food and sandwiches.
Realising that such comments might offend those lacking in a sense of humour and attract some unwanted media attention, the website was quickly changed once the US Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau had rubber stamped the products for sale.
It now reads: "There was a page visible on this site where we were experimenting with some humorous and edgy verbiage about Palcohol.
"It was not meant to be our final presentation of Palcohol. Also posted were labels that were incorrect.”
This wonder product has been developed by entrepreneur [some would say god-like genius- Ed.] Mark Phillips who wanted to solve the ages-old problem of trying to carry a shit-load of liquid booze about your person.
Palcohol will start being sold in the good ol’ US of A later this year and will be available in seven flavours, including vodka, rum, mojito, and powderita - the company’s own special margarita blend.
Sadly, Bottle is not aware of any plans to launch this super-skite in the United Kingdom.
In further disappointing news, the company are not releasing media samples prior to launch. [What?! (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻) - Ed.]