“Irreverent” is my middle name, says Jonny Cigar. Here’s the idea: National Prohibition was an exciting experiment, w’ain’t it? Exciting in retrospect, and horrifying and mortifying for Americans and anyone involved in the libations business. Ah, the good old days. (Where’s Joe McCarthy when a guys is down on his luck?)
The limited edition print above is from Stillhouse, the distillery responsible for Original Moonshine.They are a fabulous bunch and their booze is moonilicious. In fact, in the latter part of 2010 I was in L.A. to co-host a dinner party in which the spirits were mixed with a range of cocktails befitting a prohibitory-king!
On April 14th, let it be known, privately, that I will star in a show that can only be described here as “Sinatra Simulacra” – with a 12-piece orchestra backing me up, Brian Quinn on the drums, and ideally… moonshine in the glasses of all who attend. The venue will be a lovely theater downtown that can accommodate just 75.
Now, it’s true that my career in life as a racketeer and bootlegger is centered around the very clear corn-whiskey that this country tried to ban. And acting as the sole-surviving owner of a chain of drug stores, which act as fronts for my real business: selling grain alcohol under the counter (literally below it), I am well-positioned to capitalize on the NEW PROHIBITION.
Q: And just what is the New Prohibition?
A: None of your damn business.