Look around you. It’s bloody September already…and that’s “already” as in the English meaning; rather than the US, hand-on-hips, “already” that they seem to indulge in…God love them.
So it’s been a while since I’ve blogged – life is getting in the way, and that’s why I’m changing the way I do reviews. From now on: they’ll be shorter, snappier and hopefully a bit less rambling. I’d like to examine the beer as a whole, rather than pick it to bits and look at the parts.
So here we go with the first attempt:
Elvis Juice? I’ve no idea why, but it’s Brewdog and they know what they’re doing – so they can do what they like…doesn’t bother me.
I had mine poured out of a can – and by holy crikey, as soon as the ring pull is off do you get a waft of hops! It’s like someone’s rammed a grapefruit and sherbert boiled sweet up your hooter.
And what a bloody marvellously joyous aroma it is: candy-citrus with some resin and dank; it’s an aroma I’ve never experienced in a beer before. Original and beautiful. I’m willing to bet that the grapefruit juice went in too…probably post-fermentation, but I could be wrong and frequently am.
It’s a good colour, and the head’s nice. But it’s that bloody aroma that gets me every time.
Damn it’s good to drink too. Lively and candy-citrus hoppy, it’s maybe a tad too sweet? But it’s light on it’s feet and treacherously drinkable – despite the 6.5% ABV.
Elvis Juice is probably the most cheerful beer you’ll drink all year…
See it here: https://www.brewdog.com/beer/amplified/elvis-juice