Unlike most of the people you meet at a Nashville bar, Dipsomaniac was actually born and raised in Music City. After attending Montgomery Bell Academy until there was “an incident,” Dipso transferred to University School where he let his hair grow long and switched his wardrobe from Izods and Docksides to Hawaiian shirts and flip flops. It was there that he first discovered the gateway training wheel cocktail of Bacardi and Coke at weekend parties at friends’ houses. Thankfully, many of their parents were frequently out of town.
As the years progressed, Dipsomaniac went away to college and returned to his hometown. But the one unifying aspect of his maturation was the lessening of dependence on sweet mixers and the gradual preference for fine spirits drunk straight. Maybe with a rock and a splash. Now well into his forties, you’ll likely run into Dipsomaniac enjoying grapes and grain on his own back deck or occasionally in a venue that makes fine cocktails. Or upstairs at the Sportsman’s Grille in the Village watching SEC football and drinking cheap pitchers of Miller Lite.
He’s no snob.