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Cayenne · Raw Honey · Caffeine · Adaptogens · Six shots · Summer '26

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Name's Maurice. I'm a country artist from Carolina. I've played a street corner in just about every city in America, studio sessions in Nashville, weddings, bars, festivals, funerals. Before all that, I played piano in a church. Before that, I was a foster kid in three counties.
Between songs I used to sip whiskey to keep my throat open and my nerves quiet. Whiskey took my voice. Red Bull gave it back shakin. Neither one did the job.
So I started mixin my own little bottles. Honey and cayenne for the burn. Slippery elm for the coat. Green tea for clean caffeine cause I still had a set to play.
Didn't make it for a shelf. Made it for my pocket.
Now it's for yours. Take one between songs. Keep one for after the show. Pass one to the friend you'd share a flask with.
Four ingredients do most the work. Here's the job each one got hired for.
Activates TRPV1 receptors — the same ones whiskey lights up. Warmth in your chest. No alcohol required.
Real antimicrobial, real energy, real mouthfeel. Not high-fructose corn syrup pretending to be honey.
100mg clean caffeine, smoothed out by L-theanine. Focus without the jitter. No crash, no shake.
What opera singers use. Coats your throat, protects your voice, doubles for a hangover or a cold.

Honey for the coat. Cayenne for the burn. Green tea so I could still sing.
Four rounds. One shot left upright.
Liquid Death, we respect. Fireball's committed to the bit, we'll give 'em that. 5-Hour Energy, we got questions.

Twenty-two ingredients. No proprietary blends. No lab shortcuts. Tap a category, see what actually goes in the bottle.
One cocktail at a bar runs ya more. And that cocktail ain writin the song back.

A shot that sets ya up — not one that sits ya down.
Same case. Six different weekends.

Bar don't advertise. Regulars do.
“Saved my voice on night four of a five-night run. Smoke lives in my gig bag now.”
“Saved my voice on night four of a five-night run. Smoke lives in my gig bag now.”
“I don’t drink. Weddings are boring when everyone else is wasted. Fire lets me match the energy without the hangover.”
“Replaced my 5-Hour habit in one box. Doesn’t taste like battery acid. Doesn’t give me the shakes.”

Two ounces. Pocket-sized. Built for a long night.
(That's me. Pull up a stool.)
500 cases. No strings. No posts required. Tell us who ya are and we'll put one on a bus.