dead MOONA - I've got a Jack Daniel bottle!!!

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Look, I ended up grabbing this bottle from the concert in Chicago back on October 21, 2006. Since they had already played their main set, I didn't realize there was going to be a second encore. In the heat of the moment—and honestly, a bit of an unplanned decision—I snatched the bottle right out of the candle holder (which, by the way, was because I'd actually dropped my own candle somewhere). I truly had no clue how much that specific object meant to them, and since the band means the world to me, I feel terrible. Part of why I went for it was because some guy in front of me swiped a drumstick the drummer had practically aimed directly at me; the drummer looked right at me before tossing it, but this dude reached out and grabbed it first, leaving me empty-handed. I just assumed they did this ritualistic thing with the bottle before every show and swapped it out constantly. But once I got home, I saw the bottle was covered in layers upon layers of dried wax, which made it pretty obvious this thing has been through a lot of shows. I heard about the drummer's reaction once he realized the bottle was gone, and man, I felt like absolute trash when I found out. I knew it was part of their ritual, but I genuinely thought it was a replaceable prop. So, I figured, hey, I'll just take it. I don't know, I'm going to check their official website right now and try to reach out. I swear, I will pay for the shipping myself to mail that bottle back to them if it's even possible. I’m not some lowlife, and I wasn't even drunk when I did it. It just never crossed my mind that they were so deeply connected to that piece of glass. To me, it's a cool souvenir, but I would gladly give it up just to make things right with them. My apologies to the rest of the fans. Please let me know if you have any idea how I can get in touch with them; I'm heading to their site to hunt for a contact now.

A rack?

That’ll teach you that even empty bottles have value. I mean, sure, I’m all about the full ones, but sometimes those empties mean the world to people....

Just give it back to him, man.☕

You could've just asked me that earlier, I guess. ☕

Go check out their website 😱

You aren't even a fan 😠

When Trans Am finally hits the stage again, I might just have to sneak away with their amp; they really mean a lot to me 😬

Dammit, the guy actually admitted it and just crumbled. That’s gotta mean something. Seriously, just give him the bottle back 🙂

It’s really no big deal, we're just having a little fun together!😁

I've got a bottle of Jack Daniel here—you buying?
I’ll throw in the case too.
And my wallet.
Buy the whole lot and I'll give you a discount.
I've also got some liquid courage in my stomach right now, but that isn't for sale.

Jack Daniel is practically part of my soul.🙏 🙏 🙏 🙏 worship

Alright, I’ve got two ideas here.
First off, I think returning the bottle to Cole Porter and his crew would be a class act. Given their history with it, it’s just the right thing to do. It's about respect.
Second, because of what this bottle represents and the history behind it, I suggest—assuming Cole Porter is on board, obviously—that we put it on display at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. We don't even have a dedicated space for this stuff yet, but we should start one. We could pull other similar pieces from private collections too, provided we can verify they're the real deal.
We could take this whole pitch straight to Ed Koch...😁

Sean Martin98 said:--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Look, I ended up grabbing this bottle from the concert in Chicago back on October 21, 2006. Since they had already played their main set, I honestly didn't realize there was going to be a second encore, so I just sort of impulsively—but totally consciously—swiped the bottle from the candle stand (since the candle I was holding had somehow fallen somewhere). I truly had no idea how much that meant to them, and man, those guys mean a lot to me. Part of the reason I went for it was because some guy in front of me snatched the drumstick the drummer specifically aimed at me; he looked right at me before tossing it, but this dude reached out and grabbed it first, so I missed out. I just assumed they did this ritual at every show and swapped the bottle out constantly, but once I got home, I noticed the glass was covered in layers upon layers of wax, which made me realize just how many hands it had passed through. I heard about the drummer's reaction when he realized the bottle was gone, and honestly, I felt like garbage once I figured it out. I knew it was part of their ritual, but I genuinely thought it was a new one every night, so I figured, hey, why not? I'm not some jerk, and I definitely wasn't drunk when I did it, but I never could have imagined they were so emotionally tied to that specific piece of glass. It’s a beautiful souvenir to me, but I’d happily give it up just to make things right. My bad to the rest of the fans. Let me know if anyone knows how to reach them; I'm heading to their official site now to see if I can mail it back at my own expense. I really want to return it if possible.

official site:

http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Venue/7980/

Just keep scrolling and pick from the menu... be a legend and catch them while they're touring in Italy, Germany, or Belgium and hand the bottle back in person... just watch out, you don't want that drummer coming after you 😁

Sean Martin98, you’re a legend! 👍

In America, it would probably go down like this (based on the last time D. Moon toured the States):

Who gives a damn! ....they can just buy another flash drive or some better whiskey! Besides, they basically ignored us—total conspiracy, they didn't even play for an hour and thirty-five minutes; they didn't even burn through a single candle! They didn't even nail You Must be a Witch !! And that old lady isn't even all that. Why is that security guy giving me such attitude? How much are the shirts anyway??? For that price, I could grab seven beers....blah: hate: blah, blah, blah....whatever.

Screw R&B...🙂 🙂 🙂

analogpilot382 said:They didn't play You Must be a Witch!! that well

Give me a break—they didn't even PLAY it, let alone play it well. 😬

I’m betting they’ll swing back through Chicago eventually, so I’ll just bring the bottle to the show. Honestly, I doubt these guys are exactly "tech-savvy," and I highly doubt they’re ever going to reply to an email (and yeah, I already tried hitting them up through their website). On another note, my conscience feels a little lighter now. A few friends warned me that some haters might try to stir the pot, but look—I’m not out here trying to flex or pull any shady stunts like trying to flip the bottle for a profit. I really appreciate you guys getting where I was coming from without blowing a gasket; consider this my apology to the whole group and a formal apology to the DM. See you at the next gig. My plan? I’ll fill the bottle with Jack Daniel, because let’s be real, it’s better. We’ll knock that thing back before the band even hits the stage, then hand the drummer a candle and the bottle. It’s probably a pretty basic, uninspired suggestion, but honestly, it’s the best I can come up with right now. Look, I’ve got over ten dead MOONA albums sitting around—everything from studio recordings to live sets. If anyone actually wants to hear them, just hit me up and I can burn them for you.

They’re brilliant, sure, but seeing them live? That’s a whole different beast. They're way more convincing when they're actually standing right in front of you.

They were great right up until the final encore. During that last song, I actually felt bad for the drummer.

So, why weren't you there for the last encore? Did you get too wasted on burgers or something? 🙂

Stay persistent. Send them another email.

contact

Also, this looks like it should be a website, but it’s down right now.

😉

So I headed out with my bottle in hand, fully intending to come back in, but the bouncers at the entrance spotted it immediately. They gave me this look like I was up to no good when I tried to head back inside, so I had to play it cool and tell them it was a "special" bottle. They offered to hold onto it for me, which obviously wasn't an option, so I just packed it up and headed home. To make matters worse, after I tucked it under my shirt, I ended up smearing wax all over the fabric. I spent the next three days soaking the damn thing in heavy-duty detergent and boiling water just to get the mess off.

Then again, maybe I shouldn't have even bothered. I mean, who actually launders a shirt after getting candle wax all over it—especially when that wax comes from the worst whiskey paired with the greatest R&B band in American history?

Sean Martin98 said:I’m betting they’ll eventually tour through NYC, so I’ll just bring it to the show then. Honestly, I doubt they’re tech-savvy enough to care about an email, let alone reply to one.

Give me a break... 🙄

It took you long enough to start digging for excuses just to avoid sending it... you little brat.

Here is the contact info you requested
http://www.myspace.com/deadmoonusa

Bring it back.

I already shot them an email through their main contact page, so what’s my next move? Should I tip off the U.S. Embassy in D.C., or maybe give M. Moore a ring and suggest he fly over to film a documentary about a country that’s basically pickpocketing American citizens? You know, people who actually put in the work for the arts. What would you guys do? Honestly, I feel like a moron for being this transparent—explaining myself to total strangers who didn't even ask, and even if they did, they haven't earned the courtesy.

Cheers!

Sean Martin98 said:Basically, I’m an idiot for being honest and trying to justify myself to strangers who aren't even asking—and even if they were, they wouldn't deserve the explanation anyway.

Regards.

Man, you've really lost the plot.

No, you're just being an idiot. You're a thief and a coward who lacks the guts to admit you stole something, choosing instead to cling to it out of pure greed while spinning these pathetic excuses.🙄

Where there’s a will, there’s a way. If you actually want to make things right, reach out to them at deadmoonusa.com or via MySpace. If you don't, then get lost at your own expense and stop playing the saint.

So, what happened? You tripped, fell on the floor, and somehow accidentally landed in my wife's lap?