I’d like to start by confessing some things:
- I listen to a lot of hip-hop. Like, a whole lot. I love it.
- I’ve never listened to a Drake song. In fact, the only thing I know about Drake is that he was in that fucked up Sprite commercial where his body splits apart revealing a bunch of music equipment with delicious lemon-lime soda pouring all over it (which seems like it would ruin the electronics, but I could be wrong, I’m not a doctor).
- I lied in confession #2 and I actually know one more thing about Drake: He did some weird dance in one of his videos and it became a big deal on the internet.
- Until now, I’ve never drank whiskey out of what looks like a giant cologne bottle. Hence a photoshoot in the bathroom seemed appropriate.
- Since I wrote confession #2 I’ve listened to approximately 3 Drake songs and, as far as I can tell, I am not going to be a fan of Drake’s music.
Phew, it feels good to get all that off my chest. Anyways, with Drake’s autotune bullshit filling the empty space that was peaceful quiet, it’s time to type some words about his whiskey.
Drake teamed up with Brent Hocking, creator of DeLeón Tequila which seems to be a big deal for some reason based off some Googling, to create Virginia Black American Whiskey. The expression is a blend of 2, 3, and 4-year MGP juice which is “mellowed to 40% alcohol-by-volume (80 Proof) to showcase the true essence of Bourbon.” Whatever the shit that means.
Nowhere on this ridiculous looking bottle or the box it came in does the word “Bourbon” appear. Only things like “Decadant American Whiskey” in gold print provide any context. I’m not sure why this isn’t Bourbon, but at this point I don’t really care since I’ve done more reading about Drake tonight that I ever planned to do in my entire life.
It’s time to drink.
Company: Virginia Black
Location: Lawrenceburg, IN
Mash bill: ?
Age: Blend of 2, 3, and 4 year juice
ABV: 40% (80 proof)
Released: Summer 2016
Color: Deep Honey
Nose: Right off the bat I’m reminded of our barrel aging experiment in which we aged a random mix of white dog in a 2-liter barrel for 6 months. There are elements of incredibility young whiskey like raw grain, corn, and kind of a plastic-y thing joined by like cinnamon, black pepper, and cherry syrup. Overall it smells incredibly sweet and candy-like.
Taste: Like the nose would suggest, this stuff is sweet. Even though it’s watered down to 80 proof for essence reasons, the youth of the sauce still lets a lot of raw alcohol through but it’s quickly drowned out by cherry candy, green apple, red hots, brown sugar and butterscotch.
Finish: Sweetness lingers but is joined by grainy vibes and ethanol, leaving my mouth coated with boozy candy. I’m left trying to blow the alcohol vapors out of my mouth.
Overall: This is by far the best Drake whiskey I’ve ever had. I find it interesting that they would blend that 2 and 3-year whiskey in to the 4-year. It really throws everything off and the flavors of each fight each other throwing it way off balance.
It’s so sweet that I can only assume they have a specific target demographic in mind, and I bet it isn’t an uncoordinated 6’5″, 330 lb, ginger dude from Oklahoma that likes craft beer and barrel strength Bourbon. This bottle was clearly meant to be taken to the club by people that don’t normally drink whiskey. I can only imagine the lights from the dance floor reflecting and refracting off the shiny gold plastic cap and ribbed glass front in spectacular fashion.
Cheers to you, party people.