alteregoo (853) - POLAND - JUL 8, 2016
3.7 AROMA 9/10 APPEARANCE 3/5 TASTE 7/10 PALATE 3/5 OVERALL 15/20
Po przelaniu do szkła tworzy się minimalna, jasno brązowa pianka, ktůra szybko znika do firanki. Barwa prawie czarna, nieprzejrzysta, rubinowa przy dnie na zwężeniu szkła, z pływającymi brzydkimi drobinami drożdży. Aromat mocno kakaowy, pralinowy, kawowy z przyjemnymi nutkami utlenienia i pikantnych przypraw. W smaku słodkie, czekoladowe, kakaowe, z delikatnym kwaskowym posmakiem jeżyny i jagody oraz likierowym rozgrzewaniem w przełyku. Goryczka niska do średniej, długa, bardzo niskie wysycenie, w odczuciu sporo ciała i długie posmaki.
Intensywny, słodki choć nieskomplikowany RIS, w ktůrym przeszkadza mi odrobinę estrowość w stylu ciemnych leśnych owocůw, ktůra tłumi pobrzmiewające w zapachu echa utlenienia (porto, sherry, wanilia) i na dłuższą metę męczy...
DeanF (2342) - Alberta, CANADA - JUL 1, 2016
2.8 AROMA 5/10 APPEARANCE 2/5 TASTE 6/10 PALATE 3/5 OVERALL 12/20
Well shit. Itís 1980 and youíre stil alive. What the hell can happen after all else has already happened? She never came back; from the grave, can you imagine, of course it never happened. You kept on keepiní on at the pizza place for a few years but really it just didnít fly anymore as you were pushing seventy. The new clubs started popping up - with new wave, punk, all sorts of madness you couldnít imagine in í45 - and here you are now, wondering why you ever learned to play the bass. Sure, it was fun for awhile but perhaps you should have just grinded away a few years down at the dockyard like your buddies. After all, you coulda been a contender. You coulda been somebody. But now youíre just a washed up bass player in Harlem squeezing out a few more years on what little she left to you. Hey - no regrets. You enter the jazz world, you donít come out the same. Sure Miles had it al, he could disappear for years and people would still love him, but you a working bass player - you did not have this luxury. No one even knows if you exist, even at the best of times. No one wonders if you, of all the band, made his way over the past thirty years. No one wonders if you got a tumor sometime in your seventies and what that will mean for your lifespan.
But youíre still in that same god damned apartment, Carol Burnett reruns and all, shag carpet to hell youís all itís still here and itís still just damned good enough. Life seems a little slower these days but not so much so - you wash dishes down at the Brooklyn Pizzeria (name changed) a few nights a week to boost the income and no one asks questions. That guy, that guy played bass, so what, itís all punk rock and disco now so fuck íem. You donít care, you got nothing to prove. But every so often you go down to the bodega and find something, in between old í45s of supper club music from í64 and í65, and pour it out. This thing is jet black like you couldnít remember and has no head to speak of. Youíre back in Harlem, that guy with the tenor sax is goiní at it, you feed in with the bass. The aroma is all sweet caramel, strong alcohol, hints of molasses. Sax man continues and you try to edge in a solo. Itís all muddled barley, hints of dark brew, you noodle away on the bass for awhile more but realize that the tastes have changed. Heavy coffee aroma and okay drinkability but this could easily be any other strong dark beer. You wonder if you missed the latest episode of Taxi while on this gig, thatís important at least. Yeah, alcohol is well hidden, but the black folk ainít buyiní enough. The chocolate holds on to you though - you pound out a solo like you havenít done in thirty years. These kids today, do they even give a shit about instruments? Itís all screaming, punk rock, rebellion. Remember when bass meant something. When Paris was a focalpoint. When Miles made eye contact with him.
He back at his place now, 1981 - so much to remember. The future? Doubtful. The chaper yearns on but seriously no one even remember his slick riffs in Boise from í47. And thatís a shame, history forgot him, he forgot himself - he drinks the beer in silence in Brooklyn, staring at that skyline, wondering where it all went wrong. Is there still time enough to switch it around? Another ten years in New York, would that even matter? If not, then why not prune those vines and be done with these damned Americans forever? Gawd, life can present so many choices. Indecision. If only she had lived to see 1971.... and he takes another sip.
R4N5H (738) - NETHERLANDS - JUL 1, 2016
3.6 AROMA 7/10 APPEARANCE 4/5 TASTE 6/10 PALATE 4/5 OVERALL 15/20
33cl bottle (Rasputin - best before end 2040, so bottled 2015), purchased at the brewery and opened on 1-July-2016. Dark brown in colour with a medium sized tan coloured head which dissipates slowly. Aroma of cocoa, sweet malt and coffee. Medium to full body and soft carbonation. Heavy milk chocolate taste, with a light coffee flavour, malt, molasses and liquorice. Nice and smooth, and light bitterness. A pretty good Russian Imperial Stout.
scottm2588 (173) - SCOTLAND - JUN 22, 2016
3.4 AROMA 7/10 APPEARANCE 3/5 TASTE 6/10 PALATE 3/5 OVERALL 15/20
Bottle as íRasputiní at home. Pours opaque black with a small tan head, fair whack of sediment in the glass. Aroma is chocolate, liquorice, roasty. Taste is chocolate, plum, molasses, liquorice, slight coffee. Very soft carbination.
hrabren (855) - Zagreb, CROATIA - JUN 22, 2016
3.8 AROMA 8/10 APPEARANCE 3/5 TASTE 8/10 PALATE 5/5 OVERALL 14/20
0.33 l bottle from Pivoteka, Zagreb, as Rasputin. Shared with Viönja 666, lovely Anja and Goran. Thanks Viönja! Dark brown, tiny off-white head. Leather, soy sauce, wood and dry fruits. Roasty caramel, salty, chocolate. Medium to full body, dry chocolaty finish. Quite dry with a nice finish.
Patdelichte (211) - - JUN 18, 2016
3.5 AROMA 7/10 APPEARANCE 2/5 TASTE 8/10 PALATE 2/5 OVERALL 16/20
18-06-2016, Gorinchem 't Oude Stadhuys
Donkere kleur. Nauwelijks schuim, caramel kleur. Nog nooit zoveel gist vlokken in bier gezien. Ziet er beetje vies uit, je proeft er alleen niets van. Hele romige smaak: chocolade, licht banaan. Scherpe nasmaak, 10,4% alcohol. Prima stout!
ajnepple (4984) - Denver, Colorado, USA - JUN 4, 2016
3.9 AROMA 8/10 APPEARANCE 4/5 TASTE 8/10 PALATE 4/5 OVERALL 15/20
On tap at El Bait Shop as Cease & Desist. Black appearance. Aroma and flavor of dark fruit, molasses, roasted grain, light coffee and light chocolate malt. Full body. Pretty tasty overall.
Kiezmar (275) - POLAND - JUN 2, 2016
4 AROMA 7/10 APPEARANCE 4/5 TASTE 7/10 PALATE 5/5 OVERALL 17/20
Almost entirely black, pretty foam. Aroma: plum liqueur, chocolate, cherries, roasted caramel. Taste: sweet, liqueur, chocolate. Beer full and smooth.
cokolwiek11 (367) - POLAND - JUN 1, 2016
3.8 AROMA 8/10 APPEARANCE 2/5 TASTE 8/10 PALATE 4/5 OVERALL 16/20
Bottle as Rasputin. Low tanned head, quickly gone. A lot of stuff floating in beer. Looks bad.
Aroma: Dark chocolate, licorie, chocolate liquor.
Taste: high sweet, very low sour, light to med bitter. Karamel, chocolate, licorie, chocolate syrup/liquor.
palate: medium to full body, sticky, low carbonated.
Looks really bad but decents RIS.
martin00sr (2691) - Haderslev, DENMARK - MAY 25, 2016
3.6 AROMA 7/10 APPEARANCE 3/5 TASTE 7/10 PALATE 3/5 OVERALL 16/20
Bottle as Rasputin. Nearly black, small beige head. Malty flavour, syrup and some kind of fruityness. Flavour has dark caramel, some dried fruit, malt and alcohol. Notes of licorice. Soft and smooth with light boozy bite. Gets some sherry-like touches as it warms up.