...if he does it again, so shall I. What's with this guy? He fancies himself a writer, but then plagiarizes himself. And once again he also fails to add water to a new make near OP.
This review was for a Haitian Clarin, just a few points below Wray & Nephews OP. And as is his way, yet again, and again, and again he finds it necessary to exhibit his usual Hemingwayish tough guy approach to never, ever adding water, period. Nope, he'd rather tough it out, miss half the flavors and aromas and prove that he's yup, the Lone Caner. Lone is right.Caner (re a new make single distilled Haitian clarin):
"I took a tentative pull with my nose. Even that tiny, delicate, sommelier-sniffing-the-wine sniff was too much. My eyes watered, my vision swam, my nose puckered, and my knees trembled. My God but this stuff was pungent. Not so much the strength, which was a relatively strong-but-bearable 53.5%, but its sheer intense potency. If I was older, I might have asked for a defibrillator to be on standby... I withdrew my nose after a few tries of this, scribbled my notes down in a shaking hand, and moved on to taste.
The rhum coated the tongue with the tenacity of a junkie clutching five dollar bill.
...exhibited that same off-the-scale craziness and untamed wild freedom. I don’t have a poker face worth a damn, and had never tried a white rhum with quite this level of profile intensity before. ...some taming of this beast is likely to be required... I’d only buy one at a time, far apar;and always have a defibrillator handy..."
And another thing and another thing...
Something else has happened to our masked rider. Has his strong drink anesthesized a few of his left brain cells? Why do I ask? Even in the above, he found it necessary to recycle his dramatic "defibrillator" metaphor. Of course he loads up his copy with the usual hype with descriptors like "explosive" but then I read a description that I just knew I'd seen before, namely:
"The rhum coated the tongue with the tenacity of a junkie clutching five dollar bill."
Turns out I did. A quick Duck Duck Go search and there it was! The exact same phrase, but this time describing - yup - another OP, this time a Velier 1985 DDL 27 year (60%), and yes again chock full of manly and hairy chested descriptors. It's not the kind of silly phrase that one forgets, particularly when I found it a bit condescending to those who suffer the tragedy of addition - whether to heroin, or in this case to straight up overproof alcohol...
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http://thelonecaner.com/clairin-sajous-rhum-review/
http://thelonecaner.com/velier-ddl-1985 ... um-review/