Holy moly, this is a great big beast of a beer.
We are told on the beautifully illustrated label that this beer is, “Named for Myrcene, a component of essential oils in the hop flower”, and the reason for this?
This beer positively drips with oily, greasy hoppy goodness.
There’s some brilliant malting going on here too.
Yes, this is all about the hops (THE HOPS!), but without the orange orchard, honey smeared, caramel loveliness that’s happy to sit in the background like  the drummer in your favourite band, keeping everything turning over while the hops f*cking SCREAM their presence at you, this beer would collapse in on itself.
That’s what makes the brewing of this so astonishing.
So those hops then.
Resin heavy pine forest dampness, brandy washed, mango soaked, banana bread infused, lime zest fuelled, zingy hops.
I can’t begin to tell you just how enormous this all is.
Words fail me.
This isn’t a beer you drink, this is a beer you chew and swallow.
And it’s all the better for it.
I’ve always loved Odell’s beers but this one is simply something else.