Randy and Bill Adams approached Nissa Evenson and Manuel de la Torre at a fiddle contest where both Nissa and Bill were participating. We jammed for a while that day while Nissa and Bill waited to hear the contest results, and we had more fun than a barrel of monkeys.

We started hitting a couple of open stages, where people would ask the name of the "band", and where we were playing next. "The name of the band? what band? I guess we're a band now." A decision was made, and Little Brown Jug was born.

In November of 2005 - shortly after the conception of Little Brown Jug - Randy and Bill decided to try their luck at becoming rich working the devastated lands of Louisiana and Florida. They were planning on returning in February... Well, it was March and the boys were still in (as they put it) Hell, eating stale chips and bad cookin'.

Sometime around April, Bill was strongly persuaded to come back to the Heartlands by a mysterious force. Her name is Tish. And without Bill, well, Randy wasn't too far behind. The boys were back. Well, that was great and all, except Nissa and Manuel were seriously planning on moving to Colorado at the end of May. So much for Little Brown Jug.

We tried to take advantage of what little time was left. After a couple of revitalizing jams, Nissa started second-guessing the decision to move to Colorado. See, moving to Colorado was something Manuel and Nissa started considering in 2004, and seriously planning at the end of 2005, so it wasn't an easy thing to put aside. So, what the hell are you going to do, when you're having so much fun with Little Brown Jug? Well, stay, obviously! "Change of plans, boys. We're staying in Lincoln!"

And that brings us to today!

Little Brown Jug, after almost dying without a chance to see what's beyond the Nebraska border, is ready to make it big with its solid, high-energy, "rock your pants off" Old-Time Music!

We bad! We nationwide!