N: From a lightly peated sherry butt, it makes you wonder what Bladnoch was producing at the time, that they thought this release-worthy enough for their distillery label ‘farm’ series. Hinting at a very slight sooty/ashiness, ‘boingy’ ginger, I begin to pick up on some peppery citrus-hot fruits, sugars, and faint suggestions of a farmy porridgy old paint tin base, but even after 5, 7, 9 months/one year+ later, even time itself can’t tame those sherry-springy/ vinegary-sweet Swarfega-esque volatiles. With some trepidation, let’s see what the palate says.
T: With a passing farmy/phenol hint, we’ve bitter-briny-citrus burnt fruit sugars and singed/plimsolls in the main, with little else managing to survive past that dominant boingy charred cask and cinnamon-y plimsoll middle. A year on, and remaining idiosyncratic meaty raisin-rubbery grimy and dirty,.. with one last positive push, one could view this as a freaky Glen Scotia/Loch Lomond/Abhainn Dearg-like mezcal-rhum Agricole-esque crossover,… though this all feels like clutching at straws.
F: Astringent yet aromatic peppery sherry all the way home, though a style of sherry maturation that sits between the old transport casks and the fully seasoned syrup-ed jobs. Is that vanilla fudge at the death, no, it’s ‘rum & raisin’, but with boingy detergent remaining till the tail, this is all desperate last measures. A cellulose-y mouthfeel on the last leg is the surprising pinnacle of this one’s game, soon followed by a soapy sugar barley note before an all-fortified wine affair at the death.
C: No, it’s not a total shocker/disaster. It’s just very odd/freaky and really hard work, and I’d so been looking forward to opening this bottle I bought for just £45 on the back of giving a 3cl sample stellar marks back in 2011/12 when I had little experience.