"Wow, you can really taste the grimness in every sip!"
"This is so fucking kvlt!"
"Pairs well with raw sacrificed goat!
"I know what I'm drinking the next time I go on a church-burning spree!"
etc.
Okay, those are ways that you could describe this beer -- if you were colossal moron!
I love well-made Black Metal, have no doubts there. But at the same time, that also gives me license to poke fun at some of the dumber aspects common within the genre. The "angry panda" face painting? The "invisible orange" posing? The typical "wandering forlornly through the snowy woods" band photos? The one-dimensional anti-Christian lyrics? And so on.
(For what it's worth, while I am down with the Immortals, the Dark Funerals, and the Abgotts of the scene, I'm far more into the avant garde thinking-man's material from the likes of Deathspell Omega, Negative Plane, Borknagar, et al).
Onwards.
This is the last bottle of a beer trade with my bud (and fellow metalhead) BeerDiablo. Thanks Jason!
Here's a blub from the brewer on this beer:
Black Metal Imperial Stout, a.k.a. Suds of Northern Darkness, a.k.a. Iron Sword, a.k.a. El Martillo del Muerte. Black Metal is a cruel and punishing beer fermented by the sheer force of its awesome will. We are pretty sure that Kreator wrote the song “Impossible Brutality” about this beer while drinking it during their Extreme Aggression Tour.
(Kreator is by no means a Black Metal group, but they still score points here for the accurate Kreator references just the same)
More specifically, this beer clocks in at 10%ABV, 60 IBUs, and an O.G. of 1.108..., with Marris Otter malt, Magnum and East Kent Golding hops, and an English Ale yeast. So, as far this Imperial Stouts pedigree goes, it has far more to do with the United Kingdom than it does with either The Great State of Texas or the none-more-black legions of Black Metal fans.
If this beer does have a "black = evil" aspect to it, the nose is a bit grim. A bit "winey" and boozey in the aroma, that never really calmed down at all over the course of the beer.
But otherwise, I've no complaints re: this beer. Vinous body with some nice legs, tying nicely together with the fairly smooth and silky mouthfeel. Finish could have a bit more finesse, but that is only something that comes about in beers such as this some time-out time in the cellar.
If I had several bottles of this, I would surely stash a few away from later on down the road. Alas, this is my one-and-only shot at this beer, since from here on out Jester King is doing all of their beers with a funky (Saison?) Farmhouse Ale yeast -- something that will surely botch up a British-slanted beer such as this.
So, I'm glad I got this when I did. Thanks Jason.
Now, please excuse me, while I finish off this bottle to the melodious musical stylings of Antediluvian's masterpiece, "Through the Cervix of Hawaah". ;)
//TB
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