Number 20

Number 20

“The beer pours a mid-orange, with a chunky head that leaves some persistent, patchy lacing. The nose is powerful, orangey, thick, tropical, somewhat cloying, but pleasant. Initially it tastes like a barley wine: syrupy and luscious, but with fairly sharp hop notes. The hops never really get going for me; they are excessive in no particular direction, lending to a rather characterless effect. Stewed apricots come through, but that's about it. I think that malt-lovers would be disappointed, hop-heads alienated. Then the worst bit: a brutally astringent, chemically finish with all the grace and élan of a nail varnish jell-o-shot. Bad enough to be called flawed; so much so that I'd chalk this off as a bad bottle had it not only just come off the line. If this is 20lb-er as intended, it definitely falls somewhere between "not-for-me" and plain old "gross".” (Lovingly pinched from Small Beer)

Beating two bands with one point and two bands with three points. This trio of fun guzzling, fast paced rock loving fishes have given us an amazing album with only nine tracks. But during that warp speed overdrive heaviness you get thick kick karate kicks in the guts and pure adrenaline coursing through your veins. Thrilling, freaky and absolute crazy enjoyment bordering on the demented is served with smashing drums, filthy rumbling bass and a wild speedy vocalist. And then we realize that it’s a debut effort and that these freaks will probably only get better and better and better and crazier.  Holy hell and great balls on fire! I sure hope these guys never get caught by a trawler and end up in a fishstick… (Insert Kanye West joke) We have loved every second of these…

 

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