GSW - How'd ya get the name?

The name God Street Wine is a quite unusual name. It seems as if it should have quite an unusual story. Wrong? The story is rather dull. I'm going to come right out and tell you the truth, being that you are all so special to me.

The band had been rehearsing for a few months. It was time to share our progress with the world (or at least with a couple of dirty clubs on the lower east side of Manhattan). We decided to put a demo cassette together. We put a demo casette together. We had nothing to write on it. Hence, a name was our best alternative. It was a struggle. We had catchy names like ......

• Mr. Sofabed
• Reality Breakdown
• Feline Crotch Rash
• Yid Muffin
• Sphincterburst

You laugh. Good, you should. These were all awful. It's not an easy thing to do, naming a band. Anyway, there was one more name that I neglected to put on the list. No, it wasn't God Street Wine. What kind of name would that be to pull out of thin air. Unless of course you were on a mission to cohese the elements of the Dionisyion principle, omnipotence, and transportation. We unfortunately weren't on that mission. So if the name wasn't God Street Wine, what was it? I can't tell you that. In fact, we the members of the band have a pact saying that we will bring this information to our deathbeds. The name was not very good. As a matter of fact if we had gone with it, we would most likely be washing windshields on the West Side Highway. So obviously at some point the name changed from what we had decided on to its present incarnation. How?

We had just finished rehearsing one evening, and we were leaving the studio and trying to figure out a name. An attractive, full-bodied blonde woman came stumbling down the street on the arm of some guy. We got into a conversation. We told her we needed a name, and asked her for a suggestion. She was far too drunk to be helpful. We did get her name though. She was Jennifer. We also got her address and phone number for the mailing list. We also learned that she was from Florida, and she was fond of her drink. We parted ways. Her boyfriend had seemed to grow slightly agitated. Silly men.

That weekend it happened that my roomates and I at NYU were having a party. I figured it would be nice to invite our new Florida friend. I called. She seemed less than pleased to hear from me. I told her that in the meantime we had come up with a name. I told her the name. I guess she heard me incorrectly, because she said "what, God Street Wine". I said "no, but wait a minute.....". I went back to the band, we discussed this. We needed a decision that night. We agreed. And that's the whole story.

Now what name could possibly be misunderstood into being "God Street Wine"?

You tell me.....

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