Graveyard Guzzling

[peetie44]

Since I was a teenager, I've always enjoyed cemeteries at night. If I could live in one (ABOVE ground, please) I surely would. I also enjoy drinking in cemeteries. As a kid, my pals and I would go sit in a neighborhood cemetery and drink beer. We would sit right on the graves and always save at least half a beer to pour on our individual "host's" plot before leaving, out of a sense of politeness.

Later on, as I started going on the road playing music, I would visit local cemeteries from time to time, usually while drunk and with a bottle in hand. I would try and deduce from a person's name on their tombstone if they were a drinker or not. I would often talk to the tombstones.

One time in the Pacific Northwest (I think Oregon?) there was an open cemetery across the street from our motel. After our show, one of the roadies and I walked over there with quarts of Bud. I was really drunk and started talking to a small, above-ground tombstone. After awhile I decided to take this little monument on a tour of the grounds; sort of a meet-the-neighbors stroll. I picked it up, put it under my arm and we walked around like that for about 1/2 an hour, all the while noticing the odd police car driving by on the main road.

Finally, I returned the stone named Pete-somebody (Pete, not Peter -- he HAD to have been a drinker) to his plot and set Pete's tombstone back in place, exactly as I had found it. I also poured some Bud on his grave for him änd we threw our empties in a waste-basket beside one of the cemetery's walk-ways. As we were leaving, I noticed a sign at the entrance -- which we hadn't seen earlier -- that basically said there was a city ordinance which imposed a $10,000 fine on anyone convicted of vandalism within a cemetery.

And that's when the searchlight hit us. "What are you guys doing there?", the cop asks. "Jus' out fer a walk -- thas' ar hotel ober dere", I slurred in reply. "Well, stay out of that cemetery; we don't like people in there at night -- especially if they've been drinking like you two obviously have...better get back to your rooms".

"Okay, officer".

[hoverdog]

Graveyards are cool, the older the better.

When was it that you were in Helsinki again?

[peetie44]

Graveyards are cool, the older the better.

When was it that you were in Helsinki again?

July 30th I'll be playing at On The Rocks in Helsinki.

[Illiniwek]

"Okay, ossifer".

Fixed.

That's a close call, bud.

[happydrunk]

I grew up in a town where there were more dead people than living (lots 'o cemeteries), and one of my favorite places to ride my bike was among the graves. One of my best friends in high school had a connection to cemeteries too (she always seemed to live across the street from one no matter where she moved to). Up here in Maine, I've come across some small, old cemeteries during walks in the woods (with headstones and everything). But I've never drank in one!

[Mayhem]

When I first started seeing my exwife she had a boyfriend so we went to Mount Hope Cemetery to screw around, drink Wine, and screw around.

[cannon1013]

My first beer ever was consumed without prejudice and with pride and passion in Cedar Grove Cemetery in Peabody,Massachusetts
July 4th, 1974. I was a tender 15 years of age. The great thing is is that we carved the date into a tree that's still standing. Whenever I get back to my old stomping grounds...once or twice every few years or so...that tree is ALWAYS visited, a beer is consumed and a stream of piss is let fly to keep that tree growing ever skyward.

We drank in that Cemetery all through high school. Even after we all reached 18 (the legal age back then in Mass) we still opted for the familiar and comforting surroundings of headstones and fresh mowed lawn over bar stools and juke boxes. We eventually smarted up when we realized that the poontang at Murphy's Tap and Bite, Tanners and many other local gin mills was a tad better than at Cedar Grove. Fond memories none the less. Cemetery's are great.

[peetie44]

cannon1013,

I like how you carved the date into the tree and that you make it back for "reunions" every now and then. July 4th, 1974 was 2 days after my 22nd birthday.

CHEERS!

[cannon1013]

to get kudos from a former member of Canned Heat and a current rock legend...is truly humbling and an honor. Thank you Mr. Taylor.

[frankennietzsche]

My backyard ends at the cemetary wall. I chip black walnuts into it with a golf club.

[peetie44]

My backyard ends at the cemetary wall. I chip black walnuts into it with a golf club.

FNZ,

Sounds like a neighborhood to die for.

[Black and Blue]

I used to hang out with a girl in high school who lived in an old jewish cemetery. We would go there all the time and drink, many times passing out amongst the gravestones.

[peetie44]

I used to hang out with a girl in high school who lived in an old jewish cemetery. We would go there all the time and drink, many times passing out amongst the gravestones.

B&B,

Drinking MD 20/20, perhaps?

[cornbread714]

I used to hang out with a girl in high school who lived in an old jewish cemetery. We would go there all the time and drink, many times passing out amongst the gravestones.

she lived IN a cemetery? man, i've dated some creepy girls, but hey?

[Black and Blue]

Her family lived in the house where the caretakers of the cemetery lived. She was really cute, but to be honest I would be a little frightened to live there. It was a nice place to hone my neophytic consumption skills. As for the MD 20/20, it helped get me through early high school. I can recall nights of MD grape wine and month-old burger beer warm as piss. God those were some good times...