Truly one of the oddest bottling strengths I’ve ever seen. And yet another in the endless, shameless parade of NAS nonsense. Let’s assume this one actually does have a raison d’être – and I recall reading about its genesis a long while back – but it’s really just the next schtick, isn’t it?
Playing to some contrived connection between the wee Hebridean Shangri-La of Jura and the bustling metropolis of NYC. Ummm…sure. Reaching here, aren’t we, folks?
Anyway…the whisky. A mix of ex-bourbon, pinot noir and Amaroso casks. Without even tasting it those words would be enough to tell me that this is one of offspring of the Whyte & Mackay blending house. Parts of this whisky work to a degree. Other facets simply leave me head scratching. Cohesion seems to be secondary to the storyline itself, and I kinda think if we’d skipped the pinot casks and let this one mellow for a few more years maybe this would be a different review. But we’ve all seen ‘Wayne’s World’, aye? “If a frog had wings he wouldn’t bump his ass when he hopped.”
Apparently there are malts in here up to 16 years, but I imagine the ratios are grossly skewed in favour of under 10s. Such is the bane of NAS marketing. Fortunately we have our finely-attuned senses to guide us through the bullshit, right?
Now I must admit…I have a soft spot for Jura. Probably beyond what the whisky actually deserves, to be honest, but even so, this one is…not great.
Nose: Nut-heavy and overly-malty. Sharp with young notes. Barley sugars, faint fruit melange (like bland frozen berries) and a touch of peat. A little pepper. Smells of a freshly-opened bag of white flour. Leather. Berry scones and sugar cookies. Something slightly feinty here. Just seems too young, but to fair, it does soften with time.
Palate: There’s an earthiness here that hints of peat. Leathery notes. More nuttiness, and too heavy on the wine influence. Like chewing barley stalks. Farmy flavours (hard to articulate). Yeah…there’s the wine and peat fighting it out. Slightly, very slightly tannic. Meh. Let’s stop.
Thoughts: Blind, I would immediately guess Jura or Dalmore, as this has Paterson’s fingerprint all over it (even if made – apparently – by Wee Willie Tait). In other words…wine cask tomfoolery and such. Not my cup of tea.
– Reviewed by: Curt
– Photo: Curt
Hmmm…. Crappyish and NAS and Jura. Three reasons not to buy. Actually having Jura on the label is enough for me to pass. Think I’ll pour a dram of NAS Ardbeg Auriverdes, which is definitely not crappyish and not Jura. Mmmmmm! I’d forgotten how mocha/toffee flavor is in this Ardbeg. Delightful!