Modern Drunkard Magazine

As most savvy drinkers are by now aware, Jack Daniel’s Old No. 7 is no longer with us. It has been knifed in the...

At age 13, Charles Bukowski took his first drink. “It was magic,” he would later write. “Why hadn’t someone told me?” It was the beginning of...

Inebriate Savant Shorts McGraw reveals the secrets of time travel, killing the voices, and why the wheel in the sky must keep turning.   First taste? I...

Few subjects have inspired artists like intoxication. Some works celebrate sozzlers, propping us on a dais for a little while, displayed at our hiccupy...

The bender. The very name brings to mind drama and danger, tragedy and determination. That strange and forbidden part of town you always wanted to...

“There were fewer teeth in the bartender’s mouth than there were bottles behind the bar, and that wasn’t saying much. The walls were burnt...

Give me the worst bourbon you got. No, I don’t want to hear the speech the Maker’s Mark rep taught you, I want what...

Sylvanus Thayer—whose name sounds like a lizard-rat-man hybrid Lord Voldemort would keep caged for dark-magic rape rituals—took command of West Point in 1817. Within a...

Click for Part One, Part Two or Three. In the flickering candlelight I poured a Guinness from the tap, drank it straight down, poured another,...

Trudy Burnstein may call herself the Defense Minister of The Womyn’s Prohibition League but her organization is decidedly on the offense. Since its incarnation...

You can’t pump your fist in the air to rock favorites forever, although Lord knows, some boomers and busters will try.   There are those who...

Ladder-Climbin’ Lager And if you enjoy breaking your neck, you’ll really love it. By his wife’s gleeful expression, I’m guessing his life insurance policy is...

Kingsley Amis did not care what people thought of his drinking. He was a grand old man of English letters, a comic master, recipient of...

Lounge singers may be a dying breed, but habitués of the form needn't worry: Richard Cheese is willing and more than able to take...

I’ve always thought of hangovers as alcohol’s vengeful (and quite punctual) older brother. If you picked on his sibling long enough you could expect big...