Hillside 25yo 1970/1996 (61.1%, OB Rare Malts Selection): nose: sawn wood, quarry chippings, stone dust, a drop of cider vinegar, and distant cardboard, a typical marker for this distillery. It is not exactly lush and welcoming, but -- hey! What did you expect? Next up are sliced (yellow) onions, dust puppies from an old broom brush, crumbling dried bulrush, apple pips, boot-sole-dry roast beef. At last, it opens up to reveal more-appealing notes, such a s waxy marzipan and fleshy stone fruits. It remains a rather austere affair, but it is at least trying not to appear rude. In fact, it proceeds to oscillate between the dusty cardboard notes and its fruitier side, just to keep one guessing, and that elicits interest alright, regardless of which aspect one prefers. The second nose is like entering a shed in which wood is stored, ready to be burned in the fireplace -- a damp clay floor, but an altogether-dry atmosphere. Here is also peppermint that has long since expired, and has therefore lost a lot of its potent smell. A drop of water opens it up dramatically, and allows citrus to shine. Mind you, it is dried-out orange peels, ground into dust, but still. It also feels warmer, and adds a vague juiciness of blood orange and pomelo. Much later on, tilting the glass introduces a pasture-like quality: earth, trampled by cows, or dried dung, both very faint. Mouth: a little brash at first (RMS strength, innit), it feels like licking red-chilli powder off a slate, so hot and rocky it is. Underneath that is a delicate fruitiness, with peaches so hot they might as well be on fire, apple pips dripping oil, and grape stems, also moist with oil. Cardboard is never too far, and neither are onions, this time pickled. They are not invasive either, merely in the background. Over a few minutes, the palate develops an unexpected earthy note of clay. The second sip is as wild and unruly, with an abrasive attack, even. We have peppermint-y lime, at this point, intimidating, due to its concentration, but actually quite nice, in tOMoH's opinion. The texture seems to grow thicker, from almost vinegar thin to a mint-y paste. Water softens it, and makes it an almost-gentle, citrus-y juice, showcasing bergamot, kumquat, Kaffir lime, or ugli fruit, and a pinch of sugar to keep the acidity under control. Finish: surprisingly discreet, it displays drops of cider vinegar on dusty cardboard, cured beef slices, brine. Hardly any of the fruity notes made it this far. On the other hand, dried bulrush makes a late-but-lasting appearance, and it leaves the tongue properly parched. The second gulp packs a stronger punch; it delivers a lime-and-mint paste that feels refreshing, yet also a hefty dose of pepper, blended with stone dust. That counterbalances the freshness, somewhat. None of that lasts very long. The only impression that remains after a few seconds is that cardboard-y dryness. Once more, a drop of water makes for a very different experience, one in which the desiccating cardboard is swapped for juicy citrus. At this stage, that juice has chunks of carambola in it, and only a minute portion of crushed mint leaves. What a difference! It is another challenging Hillside, just like the 1997 edition was. There is certainly an audience for this sort of profiles: I am part of it, even though I would not drink loads of it! 8/10
I am an old man. I am from Huy. I drink whisky. (And I like bad puns.)
24 February 2023
24/02/2023 Hillside
09 August 2021
09/08/2021 Hillside
Glenesk, Hillside, Montrose. To-may-to, to-mah-to.
Hillside 25yo 1971/1997 (62%, OB Rare Malts Selection, b#0914): leftover from this tasting, ahem, almost five years ago. Nose: firstly, it clears the nostrils. Secondly, it is a big, robust Highlander, not too rugged, but pretty intimidating nonetheless. It has a lot of metal, in a tool-shed way, ground avocado stones, then verdigris and gravel -- the moss-covered shingles at the bottom of an emptied aquarium. The more one sniffs it, the more it goes back to the tool shed: oxidised gardening tools with wooden handles, leather gardening gloves, dried to the point they have lost all flexibility, an old bottle of fertiliser and sacks of hazelnuts, harvested seventeen seasons ago. And then, it reveals more metallic notes: hacksaws, sickles or scythes, chainsaw oil, old rakes with a few dead leaves between the teeth. The second nose seems a little grassier, in a freshly-mowed-lawn sort of way, and has walnut oil to boot. With water, the austerity is dialled down. Oh! It remains a robust Highlander that smells like whisky, yet it now also has jam on toast and preserved lemons to accompany a wool plaid and hot, cast-iron fire pokers or tongs. Mouth: big. Very big. It has shovelfuls of ash, dried tree bark, rancio, wine residue, lichen, ground hazelnut shells. The texture is frighteningly acidic, stripping, even. All that fortunately calms down, after a wee while, even though it does not become welcoming in the slightest. The old garden tools come back alongside chainsaw oil and nutshells. In the long run, roasted apricot stones and, in fact, all kinds of fruit stones appear. It would be a mistake to think this is fruity, however. It turns a little creamier as the mouth gets accustomed to the brutal ABV, but it is well bitter. As it did on the nose, water cranks up a jammy-toast note; pepper is liberally sprinkled on that jam, as is ground sumac. Finish: warming, not hot, the finish is very long and has its difficult aspects, namely the musk of a wet cat. It is hairy, dry and drying, with metal aplenty (if you have ever licked a razor blade, or a pencil-sharpener blade, this is it), and some herbs (marjoram, dried dill, tarragon). Repeated sipping brings chocolate into the mix; an interestingly-herbal chocolate. Not mint chocolate -- no! More like marjoram chocolate, enhanced with ground pepper. It is much more pleasant than it may read. Kaffir lime leaves are the last thing to show up... Or are they bergamot leaves? Water confirms the bergamot leaves, this time with a bit of fruit too. Old tools subsist, even if they are less invasive, lichen on stones, mould-covered citrus and marjoram, still. Retro-nasal olfaction sees a butter knife recently used to cut a slice of frangipane tart that is slowly being covered in mould. Challenging dram. I like it, but I do not think I could drink lots of it. 7/10
21 December 2020
19/12/2020 DW's 2020 Christmas bash (Part 1)
| What could possibly go wrong? |
Nose: fresh, hay-like, with a touch of fruit.
Mouth: pastry-like, lemon pie and some blackcurrant (once PS has revealed what it is, it is so obvious).
Finish: full-on blackcurrant indeed.
Comment: lovely Invergordon.
Invergordon 45yo 1964/2009 (43%, Forbes Ross & Co. Private Cellar Cask Selection) 7/10
From here on, DW organises us in breakout rooms of three to five people to drink two or three drams at a time. It makes the whole seem less frenetic, and allows quieter people a chance to talk (rather than be drowned by PS). The groups change every time, which means one gets to catch up with virtually everyone. Clever.
Comment: this one is mine, so I take no note. See here.
Glenesk 1982/1995 (40%, Gordon & MacPhail Connoisseurs Choice imported by La Maison du Whisky, IE/BDB) 8/10
Mouth: quite a bite to it, chilli punch, mud again, hazelnut vinegar.
Finish: muddy, punchy and fruity.
Comment: the reveal explains why I like it so much, even if it seems different from the first time.
Cooley 11yo 1992/2016 Open Day "Big Tasting" 2019 (53.4%, Cadenhead Malt Festival, Barrel) 8/10
Mouth: acidic custard, sharp, blade-y, still citrus-y, then slate-like.Finish: blade-sharp again, citrus-y, with a bit of lichen. It turns vegetal (JS), with carrot foliage and lemon-tree leaves.
Comment: not convinced by this one. Another one I have tried before and was not more convinced by then.
Aberfeldy 22yo 1996/2018 Jenna's Choice (52.2%, Cadenhead Malts Festival, Hogshead) 6/10
tOMoH: "You are right. Acetone. That's bang on!"
DC: "Thanks, that means a lot."
tOMoH: "..."
DC: "I don't say that sarcastically."
tOMoH: "I didn't mean it condescendingly either."
Finish: grainy, this now has pineapple and sweet corn.
Comment: the finish redeems it.
Magic Cask b.2020 (46%, Compass Box, 92% First-Fill Bourbon Casks + 8% Oloroso Sherry Casks, 5538b, L 11.03.20) 7/10
EMcG explains he used a syringe to fill his samples; a syringe he used only once before -- to stuff chicken. He is worried that the taste of gravy has tainted the whisky.
VK: "No, tOMoH would have spotted it."
tOMoH: "Crispy chicken wings..."
VK: "He would have called it 'jus', though."
Nose: soft vanilla notes. In fact, all is softness in this nose. Mirabelle plums, raspberries.
Mouth: soft and sweet, very quaffable.
Finish: gentle, vanilla-y, custard-y.
Comment: this is too easy to drink, just lovely.
Burnside 26yo 1991/2018 (46.7%, Cadenhead, Bourbon Barrel, 174b) 8/10
Nose: distinct strawberry bubble gum. Simple, but efficient.
Mouth: mellow, pastry-like, the palate sees more strawberry bubble gum, as well as custard pie.
Finish: lots and lots of berries for a creamy finish.
Comment: well, that is pleasant, innit?
Daftmill 11yo 2008/2019 Summer Batch Release (46%, OB, Bourbon Casks, C#056+058+060+062+065+066, 1760b) 8/10
Nose: wine-y, this one smells like soft-leather bags at first, then develops to unveil hay and nuts.
Mouth: porridge and berry jam.
Finish: some tannins from the wine, cough drops (AC), syrup.
Comments: I can see this one being quite divisive, because of the wine influence. And indeed, several tease CBr for choosing a wine cask, though CBr claims it is 50/50 sherry and Bourbon casks. Also 50/50 malt and grain. Yes, it is a blend.
Black Bull 12yo (50%, Duncan Taylor, Sherry and Bourbon Casks) 7/10
Nose: perfume, cosmetic powder, vanilla. If this is not a Bourbon cask, I will eat my hat.
Mouth: peach, magnolia and confectionery sugar.
Finish: similar notes of peach, shortbread and vanilla.
Comment: efficient, quite simply.
Bunnahabhain 22yo 1991/2014 (47.2%, Whiskybroker.co.uk, Sherry Hogshead, C#801580, 206b, b#4) 8/10
Nose: dry (as in: floury), powdered sugar and soap. Shortly thereafter, peach and banana slices grow in intensity.
Mouth: mellow, it has grilled banana slices, sprinkled with confectionery sugar and hand wash.
Finish: more ashy soap, banana slices, a certain chilli kick... and a timid slap of tropical fruits (maracuja and papaya).
Comment: nice. We all guess a Japanese. All wrong.
Blended Scotch 39yo 1979/2018 (53.3%, Berry Bros & Rudd exclusive to Royal Mile Whiskies, Sherry Butt, C#4, 385b) 7/10
Nose: grated grapefruit, confectionery sugar, professional hair gel. The second nose has hints of smoke too.
Mouth: pure pineapple juice (JS) and a pinch of herbs.
Finish: long, soft, yet assertive, it has lots of sweet fruits (peach and pineapple).
Comment: Love this one. Probably my favourite of the session. In other circumstances, I may be convinced to rate it higher.
Imperial 22yo 1998/2020 Monologue (52.1%, Chapter 7 A Whisky Anthology for Europe & Asia, Bourbon Barrel, C#104355, 218b) 8/10
24 November 2020
23/11/2020 This is an Esk-distillery
Monty is not here to try this with me, but I do know someone who is learning Python. And this distillery is dead.
Glenesk 1982/1995 (40%, Gordon & MacPhail Connoisseurs Choice imported by La Maison du Whisky, IE/BDB): nose: cardboard, at first, then vinegar. It is not the dodgy vinegar from the official twelve-year-old, though; rather a soft brine and pickled red onions. Another minute, and it is walnuts, fallen off the tree, laying on the lawn, waiting to be picked up (and to stain the hands that do so!) Walnut vinegar, walnut liqueur, then kalamata olives in brine -- oh! this is brine-y indeed. A touch of (brown) shoe polish (the tubed kind), papier mâché, greasy newspapers from an old chip shop. Lastly, cardboard ashes emerge, mixed in with fresh mandarin peels. Mouth: unexpectedly sweet, it has the bitterness of walnut skins to supplement walnut liqueur, and a drop of orange juice. There is a remnant of the brine, but it is softy-soft; perhaps the brine of a jar of pickled red onions was used to deglaze a frying pan in which red-onion slices were fried until they caramelised and released all their sweetness. The reduction is clear, yet it does not affect the whisky too negatively, I reckon, keeping the vinegar in check. Finish: it has an edge -- an almost-cardboardy, fleeting edge. That disappears almost as soon as it is felt, to leave the velvety impression of a well-balanced walnut liqueur again. Caramelised red onions, soft and sweet, walnut oil and distant Virginia tobacco. Not the complexest and not necessarily the most easily accessible, but totally up my alley! 8/10
Alright, here it is:
02 March 2020
28/02/2020 Clearing the shelf #25
| In the meantime... |
28 February 2018
24/02/2018 The Whisky Show Old & Rare (Day 1 -- Part 2)
All are up for Bread Meats Bread. We have to wait a bit, but no-one is really hungry yet anyway.
| Once we do get the food, the wait is forgotten |
| My Royale Black |
| JS's Bulgogi Cheese Steak |
When the food is finished, CD passes me a miniature: Talisker 100° Proof (57%, Gordon & MacPhail). I tell him it is a nice gesture, but we have no glass. He sarcastically points out my mistake and hides the mini away. Snok.
The Neutrals all disband into the night, while I text MV and pat gva to join us. The latter will never find the final text, due to his phone being on silent.
cavalier66, MV, JS, CS and I gather in cavalier66's room for a nightcap. Or two.
Glenlivet d.1939 (40%, Gordon & MacPhail imported by Sestante) (cavalier66): nose: a walk in a pine forest, fresh, delicate and elegant, with cedar wood and cigar boxes. Timid fruit emerges later. Mouth: woody, on the right side of it, with coconut yoghurt, custard and cedar-wood sawdust. Finish: long, with coconut shavings and sawdust again. It is very woody, but remains harmonious. 8/10
In May last year, MV was in London and left a sample at the SMWS for me, since we could not meet up. Discovering I still had not had it, he suggested bringing it here, so we could pair it with something else. We will do that, and add a third wheel to this carriage.
Glen Grant 40yo 1966/2006 (40%, Gordon & MacPhail) (MV): nose: wide, expressive and fruity, it has oranges, tangerines and satsumas. Mouth: sugary, with brown sugar, caster sugar. I cannot remember another whisky to be so sugary. Finish: soft and elegant, it has lots of sweet citrus (satsumas in particular). Wonderful! 9/10
| Under the watchful eye of this woodpecker |
At this point, I start paying more attention to the music (Radio 6 is playing).
The soundtrack: Adam Stafford - Strangers Care When You Burn
Glen Grant 34yo 1970/2004 (54.2%, Duncan Taylor Rare Auld, Sherry Hogshead, C#831, 129b, b#29) (MV): nose: a big wood and sherry influence, liquorice, cold coffee and molasses, dark chocolate, scorched earth, roasted coffee beans and dusty earth. Mouth: very chocolate-y, with a hint of liquorice -- a lot of it, in fact. This is massive, overpowered by the sherry. Finish: woody as feck, liquorice roots and drying coffee. These three couldnae be more different. This is a sherry monster and, although it achieves a better balance with water, it is simply less my thing. 7/10
The soundtrack: Stephen Crowe - Ey Up Me Duck
Speyside Region 41yo 1975/2016 (46.9%, Whisky-Doris, Fino Sherry Butt, C#22) (MV): nose: perfect balance of wood and fruity bubble gum. This reminds me of the 41yo Glenfarclas Forrest poured for me in Ostend. Mouth: lemon tart and coconut shavings. Finish: fruity bubble gum again, yoghurt-y and soft. Lovely. 9/10
The boys have cavalier66's Speyside Region 43yo d.1973 (51.6%, Mancarella Limited Edition, Sherry Cask) opposite the Whisky Doris. The former is drier and bitterer.
Irish 26yo 1988/2015 (45.6%, Whisky-Doris, Sherry Hogshead, C#14360) (cavalier66): he brought the goods, our cavalier. Funnily enough, I had never had a Whisky Doris bottling before, and this is the second in an hour. Nose: lots of fruit, of course, but also mint and lime -- this is the best mojito in town, tonight! Mouth: buttery mango, papaya, fruity yoghurt and a milky texture. Finish: long, wide, fruity and, well, simply beautiful. 10/10
The soundtrack: Jouska - Nature
Others try Secret Stills 02.02 (45%, Gordon & MacPhail Secret Stills, Sherry Hogsheads, 1204+1449+1452, 600b), for which I take no notes, but score 9/10.
It is 1:15. Time to hit the sack.
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27 March 2017
25/03/2017 Eurodance
BA calls off in the late morning and GL is tied up at work. That leaves Cavalier and JH with myself. JS makes a late entrance too. The low turnout allows for the inclusion of miniatures and samples, which is great.
Cavalier has not had lunch (the fool). We attack on the nibblez: Serrano and Parma hams, two kinds of cheese (one hard cow one, one buffalo mozzarella), olives, artisan bread and dried sausages (herbes de Provence, tomato). All delicious.
| Also, Cavalier thought it fit to get rid of his expired crisps. Cheers, mate! |
| Cavalier -I was in a band in the '80s. JH -Did you play the guitar? tOMoH -What gave that away? Cavalier -Are you a psychic-atrist? |
Here is a link, because I cannot find a video.
vs.
| Inter-Mission (Gold Series) - Piece Of My Hart (Brothers) Get it? |
I know the lads are busy people. They have cleared their agenda and are up for the next challenge, though. We already used that pun a while ago, but it was a different crowd and the combinations are endless anyway.
vs.
Dalmore 25yo 1990/2016 (56.3%, Cadenhead Single Cask, Sherry Butt, 474b) (me): nose: tobacco leaves, embers, drying wood stain, dust and rancio (quite pronounced). Mouth: rancio to the max. It has notes of old sherry and old rum. Peppery and intense. It feels like chewing on an old cigar. Finish: noble furniture, wax (Pledge), dark fruit with a drying touch. 8/10 (thanks SW for the sample)
vs.
JH: "It is insanely strong."
Cavalier: "It whacks you!"
tOMoH: "It is not a Clynelish. It does not wax you."
A reference to Springtime for Hitler: A Gay Romp with Adolf and Eva at Berchtesgaden in Mel Brooks' comedy: The Producers.
Not Eurodance, yet sufficiently funny (and far-fetched) to warrant inclusion.
Off-tasting, Cavalier offers this, which I cannot refuse.
I pour my comrades Glen Mhor 21yo d.1976 (43%, The Whisky Shop Glenkeir Treasures The Gold Selection, 299b), which they seem to like enough.
During the course of the day, we hear:
2 Unlimited - Get Ready
The Unity Mixers - Dance Computer 1993
The Unity Mixers - Dance Computer Vol. 2 (Intermission - Piece Of My Heart plays right as I present the two St Magdalene, casually)
The Unity Mixers - Dance Computer Vol. 3
And some 1980s synth-pop mixes, as the attendance is exhausted by the bombastic Eurodance mixes. Pf.
Brilliant tasting, as usual. Nice way to send JH out of the country, since he is emigrating. Fare well, JH!
| I wear this only as a wink to IR, who could not make it, today. Sash! - Edradour |
20 September 2016
17/09/2016 Rare Malts Closed Distilleries at The English School, Zürich
Tonight is, of course, the reason tOMoH is here, in this neutral country of chocolate imposters. CD and PG are hosting this extravaganza, which JS, EG and I attend, alongside half a dozen locals, whom will henceforth be called the Swissky Mafia (© JS).
| In pure RMS style, the Glenlochy's cork had to be replaced. The other five are intact. We all reckon they are fake... |
Now, Rare Malts are frequent guests at many of our tastings, as are closed distilleries. Even closed distilleries from the Rare Malts range are no strangers to this blog. This time, we are talking about six closed distilleries exclusively from the Rare Malts range, mostly off the beaten path. In other words: no Rosebank, Brora or Port Ellen. This should be very interesting.
A brief interruption to explain this dunnage-warehouse note I use so often. A dunnage warehouse is a low-ceiling, clay-floored warehouse in which casks are laid to rest, stacked no more than three high, separated by wooden blocks. It is the more traditional storage way, as opposed to the more modern racking warehouse and its concrete floor, where casks are held in metallic structures that can reach much higher. The dunnage warehouse has an unmistakable smell that blends damp clay, old wood, moss and a titillating fruitiness attributable to the alcohol evaporating (the angels' share). Many distilleries do not allow visitors into their warehouses, and if they do, pictures are often forbidden (due to the rather obsolete risk of flash photography igniting alcohol vapours). Not to mention all the casks in there are in bond, subject to the taxman, who would not be impressed to see visitors pour themselves a dram. Given the chance, walking into one is an experience not to be missed, perhaps similar to entering a crypt.
| This gets tOMoH's seal of approval |
| This, not so much |
The others are yonks ahead of me in the sequence. After mistaking the Hillside for the Banff in a blind tasting, EG claims, 'I like the Hillside. I was surprised by the nose.' to which his neighbour interjects, 'You were surprised it had the nose of the Banff?'
In typical RMS style, all six were brutal, indomitable drams, difficult, fierce and wild, yet also very rewarding for those who give it the time and attention they deserve. They really put up a fight, those.
I personally thought the tasting was lacking the ceremony and guidance to set the pace and explain some of the history behind those bottlings. When I discuss it with the hosts, they answer that here are seasoned whisky geeks who need no fluff. At the same time, my neighbour had never had a Banff before and one in the audience is attending his first-ever whisky tasting. Without going into a full masterclass for novices, I reckon a little bit of introduction for each dram would have worked a treat.
| 'Morning piss, or evening piss?' |
Bottles then appear out of bags and secret pockets and the whole thing takes another dimension. Most of them, I do not try. Pittyvaich 20yo 1980/2011 OB makes an entrance, much to CD's content. I tell him it is my favourite Pittyvaich. Upon hearing that, TK digs up a sample from his bag and pours it to me.
Pittyvaich 14yo (54.5%, James MacArthur Fine Malt Selection): nose: cracked eggshells, velvety cream, panettone (EG, sniffing out of my glass). Mouth: this is smooth as fook, velvety and pleasant, unlike the bottlings by GMP. Finish: sweet and soft, with rice tart and custard. Lovely, this! 8/10 (thanks TK)
We hop onto the next-to-last tram back into town for a night's sleep.
What a tasting! Great drams with great friends, old and new. Yay to a flourishing network!
| Stack to the plahn, Ahndy! |