This tastes to me like a modern take on a traditional English strong ale.
You can say what you liek about that statement, I don’t really care.
All I know is that this is like a dials up full, 21st Century, amped up, supercharged bitter.
The smell is dense stewed red fruits and paprika, and the colour is a lovely dark ruby red.
From the very first sip you’re attacked, yes! attacked!, by prunes, damsons and stewed plums.
There’s a malty army full of rich and slightly over-baked digestive biscuits that marches across your palate.
Lurking with intent is a dash of black coffee, and then there’s the hops.
Big smiley, grinningly mental citrus sharp hops that scour your tongue, give huge rushes of mango, peach, grapefruit pith and lime juice that take your hand and lead you into a superbly dry finish.
Forget traditional, I love the future.