I’m going to need someone to hold me down.

If this song doesn’t get your feet tappin’, then I don’t know what will. This is a delightful combination of some of my favorite things, i.e. booze, prison and music.  Not to mention one of the best band names, ever. . . Nathaniel Rateliff and The Night Sweats.

Now for seventeen years I’ve been throwing them back
Seventeen more will bury me
Can somebody please just tie me down
Or somebody give me a goddamn drink

 

If you’re a drunk like me then you know the feeling. That notion that someone may just have to physically tie you down to stop you from pulling the proverbial plug outta the jug.  I get it, I do. Back in the dark ages when I was trying to quit smoking I entertained picking a discarded dirty butt up off of the ground and lighting it in the throes of that nasty addiction. I KNOW. Did you just throw up a little in your mouth?!?  Of course you did, because that’s a normal reaction and addiction is anything but normal. I will also admit to exclaiming “SONOFABITCH! Gimme a drink!” just like the enthusiastic chorus for any reason whatsoever in our household because it tickles me and annoys my sweet husband. WIN-WIN, you guys.

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