Who is Jamestown Revival?
The Origin
Jamestown Revival was conceived on the back of an elephant ride from Bangladesh to the Istanbul. Jonathan Clay; a prominent architect of his era, was en route to assist in the reconstruction of antique pyramids, when he crossed paths with Zach Chance (a young shaman seeking truth and enlightenment). This was no ordinary meeting. This day marked the beginning of a brotherhood. They shared stories, smoked pipes, and eventually went their separate ways. It would be exactly 10 years later to the day that the two would again reunite.
With the economy in shambles, Jonathan grew tired of everything familiar and embarked on a quest. His journey carried him far and wide, and he eventually secured a job as an ostrich herder. On one fateful drive through the Himalayas he encountered a white out. One Ostrich strayed from the herd and Jonathan was forced to pursue him; for this prized ostrich was soon to be made into a pair of boots for the Emperor of Persia. Jonathan knew his very future depended on the delivery of this particular bird. High in to the mountains he climbed. Every step harder than the last. It was at this moment that Jonathan fell through a fissure in the ice and found himself deep in the heart of a mountain.
Three thousand miles away and 4 years prior, Zach was living quite a different life. Through precarious circumstances, he found himself living as a minnow farmer on the shore of the black sea. It was here that he discovered the astounding healing power of minnow oil. Realizing it's true value, he vigorously harvested the precious oil, bottling every ounce he could. He then travelled east, distributing the oil among the peoples, earning him the reputation of a distinguished medicine man. It was on an excursion through the Himalayas where the wooden wheel of the cart he was pulling (containing vast amounts of minnow oil) broke, while swerving to avoid a stray ostrich in his path. The cart toppled, dumping it's contents deep in to a crevice. Zach knew his only chance of retrieval would would be to repel down and retrieve it. What happened next was a complete shock. Upon reaching the bottom of the cavern, Zach noticed something moving under the pile of minnow oil bottles. It was his old friend Jonathan. He had been living on frozen ancient sea urchin meat for months, and his health was in dire straights. Instinctively, he began guzzling the minnow oil and started to feel it's healing effects almost immediately. At that point, Jonathan and Zach began the ascent out of the cavern and made the decision to form a musical band.
And so, The Architect and The Healer were born.
What you will hear, if you so choose to return, will be the culmination of Hungarian monk chant and modern Western music.
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The Vodka Wars
It was the coldest day of the coldest winter that Russia had ever experienced. Supplies were running low, and several members of the expedition had already succumbed to the cold. With only two remaining oxen, the Architect and The Healer were on an expedition to retrieve an ancient and highly coveted recipe for the drink now known as Vodka. With the Vodka Wars raging, tensions were at an all time high. The two superpower countries were both eager to lay claim to this elusive recipe. What happened during the following weeks would forever change history...
The recipe was heavily guarded by a reclusive group of Pygmy bear wrestlers. Known for their fearlessness and tenacity, they were able to subdue wild radioactive bears using only their bare hands. According to local lore, their surprising strength came from the vodka that they drank. Penetrating their stronghold would be no easy mission, but The Architect & The Healer knew that retrieving this recipe would be the only chance of peace between the feuding countries.
A plan was conceived. The pair would navigate the labyrinth of tunnels which housed the pygmies, locate their leaders , and challenge them to a vodka drinking contest. It was no easy task. The tunnels were small, and littered with bear bones and other trash. Crawling through the rubble, they came upon two hyperglow T-shirts which they used to light the way. Just when it seemed that they were making progress, The Healer's shirt was ensnared by a mouse trap; pinning him to the cavern wall. It was at this point that the Pygmies were alerted to their presence, and they immediately encircled the two intruders. Acting quickly, The Architect announced that they had come to challenge the Pygmy peoples to a vodka drinking contest. Amused and bewildered, the savages accepted their proposal.
For three days, they drank. Eventually, the tension turned to curiosity as stories were shared. Secrets were revealed, and The Healer even bestowed upon them one vile of minnow oil concentrate (which cured the Pygmy Chief's Cataracts, among other ailments). To show his appreciation, the chief took them to the distillery, and offered to show them the methods by which Vodka was procured. For the next six months, The Architect & The Healer studied the art of bear wrestling, and grew to understand the reasons for which these people came to exist. Realizing that the power of the Vodka would not be safe in any one country's hands, the Architect & The Healer took an oath to remain forever solemn regarding the origins of vodka, and the process by which it is created.
On the day that The Architect & The Healer were slated to begin their journey homeward, a massive rockslide engulfed the Pygmy caverns, compromising the opening to the outside world. The Architect & The Healer were swiftly lead through the tunnels only to make a narrow escape. They carried with them the knowledge of the secret vodka recipe and it's true origins. As for the Pygmy people, they remained behind to continue their way of life. History tells us that they are buried somewhere beneath the vast expanse now known as Siberia.
And so it is... the true mystery of vodka will forever hang in perpetuity.
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