It’s not everyday you get to celebrate your second anniversary. In fact, it’s only one day, one totally rad day. For us, it’s Oath Day Two, and that day is here. We’re stoked to spend the day with the people who have made our beer-fueled adventure successful so far–especially to show off the new space we just picked up this month that will allow us to grow over the next several years. If you were quick on the trigger and have a ticket, here are the details. If you missed out or are just hearing about this, we hope you’ll join us for Oath Day Three.
Your job tomorrow is to have a good time. Enjoy the beer, the company of like-minded strangers, and the amusements. We’ve never packed hundreds of people at a time into Solemn Oath before, so please keep our neighbors and the City of Naperville in mind when you’re deciding how hard to party or how to party hard. We would love to do this regularly, and we need your help keeping things within the boundaries of such things as the law and good taste to continue to have that opportunity. We trust that we’re all on the same page about this.
This week we embark on the annual sleep-deprived binge we call Chicago Craft Beer Week. It’s a time for special tappings, hang sessions with the friends, and a jovial celebration of all things craft beer.
The best way to attack the madness is to embrace the advice your dad has been trying to pound into you since you were little, “Have a goddamned plan.” This is our schedule, so be sure to join us for a few things and bring some friends.
Just shy of two years ago, we poured our first beers in Chicagoland. Those first few weeks consisted of minimal sleep, mass consumption of beer, making new friends, and an all-around kick-ass time. Now it is time for round two. In just a few weeks we launch in Wisconsin: the land of cheese, beer, and many of mine and John’s great childhood friends and memories. We can’t wait. We are stoked to bring our beers to you in May, in no small part because we are excited to meet you and share with you what we do. Come drink with us, say hi, and bring a friend. Bonus points if that friend is your mom or Port Washington’s own Dustin Diamond.
As we ease our way into the state, you will only be able to find Solemn Oath in a limited number of spots in Madison and in the Milwaukee area, but our footprint will grow deeper and wider in the state over the next year–as long as you come drink the stuff, that is. Think of our Wisconsin entry as a months-long series of gatherings. These are the first.
Our second anniversary is upon us, and we couldn’t bear to test your patience with long lines and wall-to-wall taproom crowds. Instead, we’re closing down for the day and opening up our entire facility, including a hearty chunk of parking lot, for a two-session celebration of all things Oath.
This occasion also gives us the chance to welcome you into our soon-to-be-expanded space. We’re doubling our square footage to make room for, well, you know, more beer. None of that space will be built out by Oath Day, so it’s a blank canvas for us to paint our party on. We’ll fill it with beer stations and loud music, you fill it with your sexy self. Lots of room to roam, no reason to stand in line waiting for beer.
William Faulkner said, “The past is never dead. It’s not even past.” That crazy SOB was right. E-Ville, an American Brown has reared its, well, evil head a number of times over our first two years. Axe Scar Pig. didn’t debut until 2013 but this American Red Ale was actually spawned from E-Ville. These two beers have a past.
In August of last year one of our wood-aged E-Villes went rogue. And when a barrel goes rogue in a bad way we move it outside and rid ourselves of its contents. Obviously at SOB we weren’t just going to pop the bung and pour it out. Obviously we were going to hit it with an axe. Why would we not hit it with an axe? And thus, Matt Offerman’s Thursdays With Murray was born.
During the production of a never released accompanying drama section of this masterpiece, Tim sliced the shit out of his leg with the axe while performing an action that can only be described as pretend kneeling. These things happen. Life happens. And, at the time we were looking for a name for this American Red so that was that. You will have to ask Tim about the pig section, that part is just too crazy to write about. Here’s the plan, enjoy.
The weather outside is frightful. New beers, they’re so delightful.
Sorry for riffing on Christmas songs in March, but, like, look outside, man. Or at least suck it up until you get through this, because this month we release more beers than any other in our short history, including a few welcome comebacks from last year and two new bottle releases.
Wisconsin. It’s funny how life really works. I remember there being taps everywhere when I was growing up, but I wasn’t paying much attention to them–not nearly as much as I will be from here on.
Yesterday we signed with Wirtz Beverage, making Solemn Oath their first brewery for the state of Wisconsin. We couldn’t be more thrilled and excited to pave the road with the Wirtz family, Nate Phippin, and their entire team in a state with such a proud and storied brewing heritage.
Let us take a moment to thank you for your continued support as we’ve expanded and developed new formats and offerings. We’re working to get more and more beer in your hands in more and more convenient ways. You’ll be happy to know that it’s our third highest priority – More on that from Paul is coming soon.
It took us a while to get to packaged product and thus far the response has been incredible. Continued support from our family of SOBs and the support of shops throughout Chicagoland has been humbling. This month we continue on and grow with both 1) our first beer that head brewer Tim Marshall will actually admit to being “cellarable” and 2) our largest release bottle release to date in Kidnapped.
How many months have 28 days in them? All of them! Remember that overly-intellectual prick who dropped that in high school? He probably still tells that dumb joke. February is great. It’s short and next up is March which tricks your brain into thinking it should be spring.
Just because it’s insanely frigid, it does not mean the beer will stop. This month we’ll be waving bon voyage to Kidnapped By Vikings as we have already brewed our final batch of the season, we’ll wrap our metaphorical tastebud-arms around some wood-aged disciples, we’ll enjoy Death on draft, and swoon over a barleywine. Bottle schedule announcement coming soon.