A friend of mine told me that this beer has been made in 3D and he was right.
This beer is 3D in a special glasses that make things pop out of the TV at you kind of way.
It’s 3D in the same way that XTC’s “White Music” was 3D.
It’s angular , in your face, it jumps about with a manic grin whilst singing at the top of its voice.
It’s hyperactive and over friendly in a slightly scary way.
Kernel appear to have made, in some freakish laboratory that they call a brewery, a beer that has popped one too many happy pills, put on a dayglo orange vest and decided to use my face as a nightclub, with my tongue as the dancefloor.
This is a massive beer.
The malt acts as the bouncer, beefy and dense, not ready to take any nonsense and there to do a job.
And that job is to keep yobs out.
Unfortunately one has snuck in.
It’s Citra and it’s out of its brains and has got hold of a loudhailer.
Put another way, drinking this is a bit like drowning in a bath of your favourite childhood penny sweets while a bigger child dowses you in mango juice, tamarinds and sesame oil.
This beer is mental.
This beer is amazing.