Sausage fest 2019 full#
This is, of course, because in 2015 I had to blast the song at full volume to wake up Uncle Meat, and even that wouldn’t do it. When I arrived, I found out they were already campaigning for votes to get “Beth” onto next year’s Countdown. I will give the young fellas credit for one thing. So picture that deep radio voice announcing, “this song is called ‘She Won’t Let Me Fuck'”. I refused to do it instead I ranted for a bit about being stuck with a shit song, and asked my radio buddy Erik Woods to do it. You will hear me ranting about the rap songs on this year’s video, included at the bottom.Īfroman was one of nine songs that were given to me to introduce. Where they confuse me periodically is shit like Afroman.
These highly respected youngsters were responsible for voting in some pretty incredible music from rock to funk. There is a certain, shall we say, younger element that has grown as Sausagefest expanded. We were treated to a slew of classics (Black Sabbath, the Kinks, Drive By Truckers, Queensryche, Tenacious D, etc.) and a few duds (Afroman). The legendary 100 song Countdown was inaugurated this year by Styx with “Renegade”.
All of this done in a big open field on a Samsung phone. As a team we re-numbered all the id3 tags and renamed all the tracks until his phone miraculously began to do what we needed. The backup plan was to play the Countdown off Meat’s phone, but it refused to play the tracks in the right order. Apparently the old laptop that has been playing the Countdown ever since they did the switch to mp3 has a bad audio out jack. Many of the boys had already arrived, and our glorious leader Tom pulled in at the same time we did. It was a blazing hot Friday and as soon as I had my new tent and canopy set up, I went down to the river for the first swim of the weekend. “Should have said ‘cock’,” commented my pal Jason. Aftab Patla, and for me a shirt that said “OFFICER OF ROCK” on the back. He found a stupidly bright pink shirt depicting a Dr. Meat and I left town after lunch on Friday, and as per our new tradition, stopped at Value Village to buy new T-shirts for the party. The intros were well received and Uncle Meat enjoyed the Rob Gronkowski bits that I poached from Family Guy. All my introductions were “ finished” weeks ahead of time, which gave the rare opportunity to listen and go back and fix things that were not working. I started recording bits for my Sausagefest contributions late last year. Male companionship? More like brotherhood. Mountains of meat, sizzling to a soundtrack of pure integrity (with a couple musical exceptions). We meticulously plan out songs, sketches, jokes, and food. We look forward to this rock and roll party every year. It’s more rock and roll than Lemmy snorting coke off Ozzy Osbourne’s cock.
“Three Yolks, Two Whites” …and One Fucked Up Tent: The Sausagefest 2019 Story
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