I have been to some uchiage in my day, but the last uchiage I went to was as over the top as the rest of the weekend.
Of course we started with a toast (or as Ishikura-san says, “nomu-nication). Then, at one point (pretty early on) there was a sort of a round of each person around the table being offered a very large shot of shochu, which quickly devolved into a sort of drinking game in which various people were slugging shots of Hachijojima shochu while singing Kuroda bushi.
For the record, some women from Miyake-jima can sock this stuff away as if it were cool-aid.  I was lucky in that it was dang good shochu (and I don’t usually like shochu), and I got away with only having to drink 2 big shots. I’m not naming names, but one guy said this sort of drinking in Japan was like hazing in a university frat, only much more polite
There were some tasty platters of very fresh sushi, including a few large bowls of uni being passed around, and some other snacks and various kinds of otsumami. I’m having a hard time trying to remember what wasn’t sung over the course of the evening. Kaigara bushi, Soran bushi, various kiyari…and now I am out of time, so…more later…mebbe.