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A Texas Joint Venture

BrainDead Brewing
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This is A Texas Joint Venture

6 Bars 1 Grinder 1 T-shirt
(T looks similar to grinder, however does not offer the same functions)
We're Also Always Researching the Latest Technologies, so don't be surprised by life-sized holograms walking around your bar and drinking. Or murder.

The Story:
Some like-minded beer industry folk all just happened to be throwing parties on Saturday 4/21 cuz that's what our minds like.

Dancing Bear Pub The Bearded Lady Brash brewing company The Hoppy Monk - San Antonio Waller Creek Pub House BrainDead Brewing
Paxton Dove Shannon OsbakkenBen FullelovePedro LongoriaJustin Malone Jeff Fryman Sam Wynne

BrainDead would personally like to pre-thank Awesome Sound for already being awesome, but for still agreeing to play our show

Then we collectively thought... "Hey, man, wouldn't that be cool if we could all like, party together?!"
We texted about renting our own sick helicopters and flying super fast, in various formations, to party with each other and countless smiley beer people at each and every one of our establishments, in no particular order, cuz, as stated, our choppers would be sick as fuck, lacking in nothing, and almost literally faster than a bolt of lightning.
Excited to Beer-Bar-Crawl some of our favorite spots in Texas, tearing through the smoky sky, bound in the belly of a demon whirlybird. Stopping suddenly as the cities lights begin to dance and melt and trick your senses. We switch our helicopters to Auto-Pilot, which I didn't even know was a thing in helicopters and honestly don't believe they're in planes either.
Dropping long sweet-looking black ropes, secured to our choppers feet with somewhat complicated knots, we breathe in deep and prepare for smiles. Eyes become water. I am to blame. Well, the ridiculous speed, technology, deep breaths and me. We all descend the ropes together, sometimes even making that distinct whizzing sound you expect to hear in movies depicting characters possessing high levels of skill in rope descension. Not even sure where we're descending anymore. K, Metal bending under force of speed. Man's voice echos in my head. A set of ultra dope rental headsets came standard with the Bird? That's GOTTA be those dope sets. Deeply dope. Deeply dope. Don't de doh. OK, the likelihood of a tiny man somehow finding himself inside my head while yelling directional coordinates is some space race shit. This is how that one movie started. Those people look chill and significantly smaller than us which is totally cool. Let's descend these ropes, before those people get any smaller and don't wanna party. I feel like we've only been to two bars, but I'm enjoying, if not getting a hang of these ropes. I've heard that whiz sound a few times, which I feel is a strong indicator I've improved almost exponentially.

If you don't understand, then you're probably doing it right.
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