Day 16
Monday, July 21st
Took out a sample, yeasty, sweet and a bit dry, can taste alcohol, no idea what percent it is though :D ... a couple more days perhaps?
Fermentation stopped, siphoned, and bottled. Chillin in the cooler now.
Now Im gonna tell ya a story
A tale of wrong and right
And freedom is the reason
You cant take it without a fight
So now Im startin up a posse
(suck my dick, suck my dick)
To come and look for you
Were gonna put a stop
To what you want to do
You fucking whores (you fuckin whores)
Thats all you are
You say our records are offensive
(youre a douche, youre a douche)
Our messages aint right
You say were gonna label records
So our kids can grow up right
You fucking whores (let them decide)
Thats all you are
Shit, fuck, satan, death, sex drugs, rape
These seven words youre trying to take
Shit, fuck, satan, death, sex, drugs, rape
Right or wrong its our choice to make
America the beautiful, land of the free
Dont change the words to land of hypocrisy
Now Im startin up a posse (fascist scum, fascist scum)
And well damn sure make you see
Something that offends you
May not be offensive to me
You f*cking whores (you fuckin whores)
Thats all you are
Now you might take offense
To a word like fuck or shit (dick!)
But you fuckin dont have the right (cunt!)
To discriminate me for saying it!
You fuckin whores (you fuckin whores)
Thats all you are
So now Im startin up a posse (motherfucker, motherfucker)
To fight for freedom of choice
To fight for freedom of speech
Were gonna make you hear our voice
And now I dont do this to shock you
(thats the end, thats the end)
I dont do this for spite
Youve got the choice, dont buy it, dont read it,
And dont say your opinions right
You f*cking whores (you fuckin whores)
Thats all you are (cunty, cunty, cunty, cunt)
You know you cant censor my feelings
You cant censor my thoughts
Censorships against
Everything america stands for
You fuckin whores (let us decide)
Thats all you are (and this aint sexist, either)
Radio, an insidious form, helps shape your thoughts making you conform
Programming music easy listening, help you achieve that moronic grip
Playing you regurgitated pap, selling products that are mostly crap
Rarely hearing music you want to hear, it has an effect over all these years
Why don't you think for yourself
Live in this self made Hell
Television, the idiot tube, helps to raise our children as fools
Watch the news see what they want you to see, our awareness is limited by network TVs
Moronic sit-coms and one-sided news alter your feeling give you conformist views
Why can't you get that garbage out of your head, you'd better off to read a good book instead
Newspapers, what do they say, Not much I think when they want school kids to pray
Getting the facts from some daily news, you hate the system but adhere to its view
Blaming the dead because they can't complain, shielding officials holding them above
You'd better wake up and see what's plain to see, or end up a willing part of the machine
Day 3
July 7th
Scum is settling, ballon still inflated, can hear hissing and see bubbles.
Day 4
July 8th
Scum
is almost gone, ballon still looks like a clown nose, there's still a
few bubbles rising. Fermentation appears to still be going, this is
good.
Day 1
July 5th - ~2200
JJ Brand Hootch (work on a new name?)
First
yeast batch failed to hydrate, bummer, but that's why we have 20 packs.
18Litre bottle instead of 4L bottle (5 gallons vs. 1). Using 1 gallon
mixture for this batch, should equal 2L at the end of the process.
Day 2
July 6th - ~1000
BUBBLES and scum! yay, primary fermentation has started, ballon is swelling
July 6th - ~1400
Ballon "popped from inside the bottle to the outside. Pressure is building, visable bubbles on close inspection.
Possible names: JJ Brand Hootch, Derjur suggests 'jimmiejizz', Tom suggests, 'jamesonbrau' or...
Tom: or as the coroner will refer to it "Exhibit 23"
