A busted Axl.
Seger was making some night moves on the Silver Bullet Express, while Johnny wanted to move that train a little further down the line.* But when it comes to the night train, Guns N’ Roses rode it so hard their Axl got busted. “I’ll be loaded like a freight train, Flyin’ like an aeroplane, I’m on the night train, ready to crash and burn, I never learn.”**
As for myself, I caught a ride at Railway City on the Phantom Express, let’s see if it ends up off the rails at the dregs depot or highballs it all the way to the super suds station. ***
A hazy peachy pour, it’s not at all heady, no hat required. A just juicy aroma, tropical that is. The first taste is a full-bore juicer, a little bit of everything in here for a tropical fruit salad. There’s a malt backbone there for a bit of funk in the trunk. It has a middlin’ crisp finish. Easy drinking not at all hoppy. It’s the juice funk express, all aboard. The finish flattened and the rest of the ride was the juice. I’m one and done these days, although at our COMDB AGM you may see a few fully loaded freight trains in the yard.
This Phantom Express makes for a smooth station to station ride in the bar car, an easy drinking fruitful IPA.
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