Nose: The mummified corpses of licorice candies melted under the Saharan sun and shriveled up to a state of utterly desiccated, dark tightness. (8/10)
Palate: Beastly and rough but full of beauty and power in its hot, raging magnificence. (9/10)
Finish: Bitter, medicinal flavors slowly build and layer in the back. (9/10)
Balance: And what rough beast dram, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem my mouth to be born drunk. (9/10)