The Static on the TV Cocktail
A chilling, electric vodka cocktail that hums with tension and disappears before you know it.
Skill Level
Easy–Medium — a quick shake and a ghostly float.
The Static On The TV Cocktail
It’s clean, cold, and hauntingly modern — a minimalist ghost of a cocktail, gone as soon as it begins.
Equipment
- Shaker
- Jigger Or measuring spoons
- Strainer
- Coupe or rocks glass
- Ice cubes
Ingredients
- 2 ounces Vodka (the cleaner, the better - think icy, neutral)
- 3/4 ounce Lime juice
- 1/2 ounce Elderflower liqueur (St-Germain)
- 1/2 ounce Coconut water
- 1/4 ounce Blue Curacao
- 1 ounce Club soda for that fizzing "signal" effect
Instructions
- Add vodka, lemon juice, elderflower liqueur, coconut water, and blue curaçao to a shaker with ice.
- Shake for 10 seconds — crisp and cold, like white noise in a glass.
- Strain into a chilled coupe or rocks glass.
- Top with a gentle pour of club soda for that fizzy, static-like shimmer.
- Garnish with a lightning bolt twist of lemon
Notes
Why It Works
The Static on the TV cocktail is bright, mysterious, and fleeting - just like the screen’s glow before the horror hits. The vodka delivers clarity and chill, while elderflower and coconut water add a subtle sweetness that flickers beneath the surface. The blue curaçao gives that eerie glow - a visual static that feels alive - and the club soda finishes with the faint fizz of a dying signal. It’s clean, cold, and hauntingly modern - a minimalist ghost of a cocktail, gone as soon as it begins.Pro Tips & Variations
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For a sweeter finish: Add ¼ oz simple syrup.
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For a sharper edge: Swap lemon for lime.
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Zero-proof version: Use non-alcoholic spirit, coconut water, lemon, blue sports drink, and soda — same eerie look, zero haunting hangover.
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Party trick: Serve it with a quick LED flash from a phone light before handing it off — your own cinematic “flicker.”
CocktailsandMovies.com Movie Pairing:
Perfect for anything that crackles with haunted tech energy like Poltergeist to Pulse.
Sip it in a dark room, the TV buzzing faintly in the background, the reflection of static lighting your face. Just… don’t let it call your name.
