I had my first encounter with actual moonshine last night, distilled (or so I was told) by the late and legendary "Popcorn" Sutton.
I'm not the kind to cotton to such things, but there I was, on some abandoned railroad tracks with a steel guitar player and a banjo player and a bunch of others. (The railroad tracks were behind the theater where I and the others had just finished a performance of the show "Hank Williams: Lost Highway"). Under the circumstances, a swig of moonshine just seemed appropriate and fitting.
I highly recommend it.