This whisky is pure and tastes "healthy" if that makes sense. I can't say the same for mass produced corporately made broth. While I don't love this whisky, it feels right. I trust it for some reason.
Nose: baby puke (like the old Laddies), hay and caramel, red apples, marshmallow nougat, sweet tarts, nettle, half and half, peanuts.
Mouth: Peanuts and marshmallow nougat, ricotta cheese, vintage 1970's whisky flavor that takes me back to the 80's when I drank it, leather from a horse's saddle that's been used for ten years, Karo corn syrup, nettle tea, clover, mint, thyme.
Echo of the nose, yet again, worth noting here: Why does the smell of the whisky remind me of the dry glass smell of the whisky? This is curious. Almost like a time warp. You're drinking it / you've drank it twenty minutes ago, but you're still drinking it. That's the scent I'm noticing. Because I've had many pours from this bottle and the smell of the whisky is "cured." But now the bottle is still high up so it's not over oxygenated, no.
Finish: medium in length, gentle, but uncommon. There's something about it which breathes organic wholeness. I trust this whisky. It rings true and seems safe.
Takeaway: the vintage effect is lasting. I feel transported back in time to Edinburgh in 1987 and the whisky bars I loved then. Even the smell of them, and the fist fights outside that never seemed to escalate into knives or guns as they sometimes did in NYC round about the same time on earth.
This Daftmill also reminds me of an old Clynelish I had that was bottled in the 90's. It was nothing special when it was made (in the 80's), but by the time I opened it (around 2012) the bottle was indeed quite special--a blast from the past.