Back in Johnnys drinking days often nights with certain friends be done in by amaretto slammers. He'd be drinking beer most of the night and then maybe an hour and thirty from closing the bar someone in the group with more money than sense would start buying "slammers" as we referred to them. Put your napkin over the glass, bash it into the table and you throw back a fizzy delight of candy-sweet delectable alcohol in 40 proof increments. It was just so tasty and warm and lovely, just like listening to Las Rubias del Norte music. It just goes down so easy. You put on an album from them in a playlist and it's all over too soon. Only with this clip of Las Rubias del Norte on Soundcheck you won't have the added experience of hitting the Rams Horn for drunkfast and later pulling off onto Oak Hill Road so Johnny can yack.
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