Style: Saison / Farmhouse
Pouring and Look: A really frothy tanned head with a dense black body. You can actually see the the light being sucked into the darkness, it’s that thick.
Smell: Sour and funky, there’s yeast in there as well and a sickly sweet smell.
Taste: The first mouthful is everything you’d expect from a sasion, tart, sour and funky like grandad’s dirty underpants left on the radiator. The second taste however, is heaven, roasted malts, dark chocolate, coffee, red berries and underneath all that is the now mellow sourness. Wow, I never new grandad’s underpants tasted like heaven.
Thoughts: The only way I can make you experience the range of emotions I felt with this beer is by comparing it to dancing with David Bowie. There’s a masquerade ball scene in The Labyrinth and this is exactly what this beer did to me.
I pick up Cold Dead Eyes and think I’m buying an imperial stout
*Jareth the Goblin King (Bowie) takes my hand and we start to dance*
I open and pour Cold Dead Eyes…. ohh yeah baby this is an imperial stout
*Jareth is spinning me around the ballroom and staring into my eyes…intensely
I smell the beer I think is an imperial stout but it’s not! …. holy shit monkey what sour work of Lucifer is this?! My world breaks apart and I fall into the abyss. Reality has literally been broken.
….but then I taste this bad boy and wow! It’s an impossible thing, these flavors shouldn’t work, it’s part saison part imperial stout. If there’s a centaur of the beer world then this beer is it. Two normal everyday things mashed together to create something unique and utterly mind blowing. This is what craft wanking is all about!