A flask appears every few minutes from Lannigan’s hip pocket. On the ground at the men’s feet are a six-pack of Hamm’s, a sixer of Rainier, the dregs of a fifth of Jim Beam and a half-gallon of Jameson. Whiskey Dick Mountain Who: Ryan Coleman, Shawn Cox, Daniel Burns, Tim Lannigan Sounds Like: Jerry Lee Lewis, Jim Beam and the Jesus-kink of Ted Haggard (Video by Young Kwak) (Lannigan and his partner, Patty Tully, own Neato Burrito and Baby Bar.) The kids are in bed, Mommy is at work and Lannigan’s living room is starting to look like a kegger. It’s pushing 10 pm on a Thursday - band practice night. Whiskey Dick Mountain lives this life every day. Whiskey Dick Mountain is the result - a sultry, cacophonous, profane music-worshipping debauchery. “That’s why I chose whiskey over wah-ah-ahhhh-taaahh,” Lannigan and Coleman wail together, joined by “Youth Pastor” (and drummer) Shawn Cox, guitarist Daniel Burns “For All Eternity,” and the sloppier half of the assembled audience.įive years ago, give or take, Father Tim and Reverend Ryan decided to start playing around with garage rock, punk, blues and gospel. “Yes and whiskey burns like from the pits of hey-yell,” Coleman steps it up, inching over the top. “That’s why I chose whiskey over wah-tuh,” Lannigan responds. “Well water comes from the bottom of a weh-yell,” Coleman calls out, over the slow drone of his organ. They - like Lannigan’s band, Whiskey Dick Mountain - are drunk on drinking. But of course, these people are not drunk on the Holy Spirit. Sweaty, spastic, shaking as though in the orgiastic swell of holy release, the crowd arrayed at nYne feels more like the congregants of a sweaty, dustbowl tent revival. Stage right, “Reverend” Ryan Coleman does much the same, but from behind an organ adorned with a print of “The Last Supper.” He stands, splay-legged, screaming and stomping and cooing in front of a convulsing throng of hipsters, gen-Xers, hippies and aging punks. The only things in front of Lannigan at the moment, though, are a microphone and a pair of monitors. If Lannigan were anywhere near a bike helmet, he would look the very model of a modern Mormon missionary. Polyester pants (brown), a white short-sleeved shirt (made shorter-sleeved by a roll of the cuff) and a tie. On nights when he addresses his flock, the uniform that “Father” Tim Lannigan wears is simple, and never deviates. Left to right: Ryan Coleman, Shawn Cox, Daniel Burns, Tim Lannigan
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