Breathtakingly bland and watery. At least VB has a nasty chemical metallic taste to differentiate it. Like fizzy water with a dash of soda. Dull and boring.

Clear bright yellow body that is almost gold with short white head. Aroma is not that flash but I didn’t expect too much either. Taste is just like most Aussie mid-strength beers and that is lacking and uninspiring, some cardboard flavours and not too much else.

Picked this at Australia’s new mega-mart bottlo’ now taking over forty independents with a store soon to be near you! It produces an unimaginative sparkling gold with champagne-like bubbles and a head to admire atop. As fake as Michael Jackson’s nose (the singer, not the late, great beer sommelier - R.I.P. good man) this head is a huge protruding melon of foam that holds all two inches and laces wildly. OOoorrh, sweaty socks and rusted cars in a dank garage is the all too sadly Australian nose; I even picked up a modest addition of household bleach saying someone didn’t clean the bottling, umm-mar, naughty, naughty, I’m going to tell mum! The first sip delivered a breath of fresh air as opposed to this stinky waft proffered from the glass. Rough woody, nutty flavours hit and disappear. It holds just a short lived entry of salted peanut rinds too, not the nut just the skin. After that it is charred caramel as the previous flavours all but disappear. Halfway through the glass and it becomes flat and then completely lifeless with some pent up tannins sinking their grips in late. Rusty is the swallow and this part lasts from full to wo’. The length is just nasty, wishy-washy, and this beer just easily slips itself into the Aussie Macro Lagers Amongst The Worst Beers In The World Hall of Fame, yes the classy A.M.L.A.T.W.B.H.F. board will be pleased with another entry. Forgettable!!! (37,5cL, 26/06/08, 1st Choice Liquor Midland)