What do you call it when you are experiencing a mix of anticipation and trepidation? I don’t know what you call it, but I call it sampling a sour. Those high flying monkeys tell us that this brew has “velvety bubbles in fruity magenta buoyancy with tart gamay quips and tannic pinot noir repartee…” What the hell is a “gamay”*?
Liberace, Self-Proclaimed King of Bling
When I think velvet bubble lord I go way back to that velvet clad lord of the ivories, none other than Liberace. Elton and Freddie Mercury each wrote a short story on flamboyant but Liberace**wrote the book. Then there was the Velvet Underground with rock ‘n roll animal Lou Reed. And Slash trying to reinvent Guns n Roses with Velvet Revolver. Or maybe Velveeta? This is starting to sound like another wandering review.
A berry (not beery) fruit punch pour, more red than blue, and clear. Don’t pack this juice box fruit punch in the grandkids school lunches. A berry aroma, almost raspberry or is it blueberry. The taste is a tangy fizzy berry citrus combo, with maybe a touch of blueberry aftertaste, but not bursting and bubbling with blueberries like I was expecting. Mild fruit, no punch. A dry very crisp finish only slightly tart. With a larger swig you catch some blueberries with the lemon citrus crisp slight tart finish. Another fun flying monkeys Fresca in the can with a classic yellow submarine fresco on the can.
The mix of disparate flavours, which you notice more with a big swig, sort of works, I think.
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