DRINK: Lemmy at the Jack and Coke


  • 1 part Jack Daniel’s Old No. 7
  • 3 parts Coke


  • Serve over ice in a tall glass. Garnish with a slice of lime.

Even the best decide to slow down, eventually.  In this age of reality shows, what would be better than taking a few of the geriatric rockers that are infamous for the drug and alcohol binge, put them in a house a la Big Brother or something, fill it with booze and drugs, and see who can last the longest.  Hey, now that would be right up there with our insatiable thirst for excess.  At their strongest, I could see Lemmy taking on Keith in the big finale.  Somebody call the networks.

On the podcast this week we spoke with Mario Escovedo from The Dragons about getting older and making the transition from a touring musician to the possibilities of working behind the scenes in the music business.  Mario told us about all those great nights on tour, drinking 15 Jack and Coke‘s and partying ’till the wee hours of the morning.  He also said something to the effect that after the first 3 or 4 days of it, it just become the norm, and you look forward to getting to the next city to do it all over again.  Well, that drink of choice, the Jack and Coke, was influenced by the master of excess himself, Lemmy from Motorhead.

lemmykilmisterEven the master of mayhem has had to take it down a notch though.  Lemmy has the ‘betes, as we with diabetes sometimes call it.  I understand the ups and downs of diabetes, as I have been dealing with it myself for 20 years, and have had to settle back on my drinking and whatnot.  But fuck me if I don’t like to slam down some whiskey from time to time.  I’m a straight Scotch guy, but have found some love for bourbon over the last couple of years.  I never have tried mixing it with cola, as I just know how dangerous that would be.  Not that the cola has sugar, because us diabetics know our way around that, but because if I started drinking these things, a night of 14 Jack and Coke’s would be easy to pull off.  Then I would have the devil’s trifecta; broken diabetes, a broken liver, and a broken wallet.  It’s one thing to be a rock star like Lemmy, or a touring musician like Mario and The Dragons, getting all those drinks paid for, but my thirst for whiskey has ignored my rent far too many times for me to go back to that behaviour.

Well, if you’re young and free of the ‘betes, and you want to get right fucking gibbled at the next rock show you’re at, follow Lemmy and Mario’s advice and slam back a few Jack and Coke’s.  By the sixth or seventh you will no longer need pants, and if you add in a few shots of Jagermeister, your ability to speak will also be of no need.