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mcelroyfamilystaff · 4 months
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COMING SOON: The Adventure Zone Vs. Dracula
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blacktofade · 1 year
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I woke up in the middle of the night on Sunday with this idea in my head and had to do something with it, so here we are.
Not enough of a thing to post to AO3, so this is a Tumblr 'sclusie.
Hook/Evilhausen, Hook/OFC, NC-17, Hook brings someone back to his hotel room, but starts seeing things.
The mouth on Hook’s cock is warm and wet and the perfect kind of distraction.
Hook doesn’t make a habit of bringing women back to his hotel room. It’s too public, too messy. But sometimes he’ll make an exception. When he’s tired and sore and wants to think about nothing at all.
His mind is blissfully silent when he hits the back of her throat. She lets out a soft noise, hot, like she likes it, and he tangles his fingers into her hair. It’s a muddy kind of brown around his knuckles and so long that it falls around her face, obscuring her from view.
He tips his head back, staring at the ceiling, thumb rubbing against her scalp, and she does something devastating with her tongue.
He lets out a soft breath and she seems to understand what he means because she does it again.
She has one hand working him, the other resting on his hip, like a warning to not buck upwards. Not that he would. Not unless she asked.
He tightens his grip on her hair and shuts his eyes, inhaling slowly.
“Hook,” she says, which — she still has her mouth on him, she shouldn’t be able to say a word.
He opens his eyes and looks down to find her staring up at him, but it’s not her face. It’s different. It’s still half-hidden by her hair, but there’s a flash of white paint, a hint of red.
He blinks, choking back a noise he can’t let escape, and then her face is hers again, the gold of her eyeshadow stark against her brown eyes and bronzed skin. She catches his gaze and the corner of her mouth twitches like a smile.
She pulls off for barely a moment, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock before diving back down and it feels like — he doesn’t know.
He lets out a ragged breath, unable to look away, but her bangs slip down, hiding her from view again.
He knows he’s tired, but it can’t be enough to make him see things. He’s done more, stayed up later, but it’s never made him hallucinate before.
Carefully, he lets go of the hair at the crown of her head and gently cards his fingers through the hair over face, pushing it back.
His stomach flips and cock twitches as a blue eye stares back at him. A blue eye that’s ringed in black and red and somehow isn't at all how he remembers it.
He moans, can't help it, and black stained lips smile around him.
For a fraction of a second, the hair beneath his palm is short and slicked back, and he grips it, pulling to get the mouth off his cock.
"You like it rough?" the woman asks with a smile, lips red, eyes dark again, and it feels like Hook can't breathe.
There's something wrong with him.
"Can I ride you?" she asks, already moving, and Hook should say no. He should tell her he's too tired, too off balance.
But instead he nods.
His hands fit perfectly around her hips, thumbs slipping into the divots of them as though made for him. Her thighs are strong and smooth as she straddles him, reaching back with one manicured hand to guide him inside her.
She's so soft and warm, and endlessly wet as though blowing him had been enough for her.
A groan punches out of him and it feels a little like taking a bump in the ring when hands, smudged with black paint, settle on his chest.
"Is this what Hook wants?" Danhausen asks, but it's not him.
It's not.
Hook had brought a woman back to his room. He'd met her in the hotel bar downstairs, glitzed up like she was going out, but she'd stayed when he'd asked if he could buy her a drink. She'd introduced herself as Tiana or Tessa — something like that — and when he'd leaned in close and asked if she had any plans, she'd said she was open to ideas.
And now she's hot and tight around him, letting him get as deep as he can, but the face that stares down at him isn't hers.
"Does Hook like this?" Danhausen asks, his hands sliding up to Hook's shoulders, and Hook knows it's him, but everything about him seems wrong.
Hook isn't stupid enough to think Danhausen has ever looked soft, but his paint is harsher now, skeletal, like death has come for him.
But it's not just that. It's his posture, the way he sits on Hook's hips, back ramrod straight, staring down so coldly. It's his hands and the way his fingers dig into Hook's skin like they want to bury under the surface.
"Danhausen can give Hook what he wants."
What Hook wants is for his head to clear. He wants to feel like he's not going insane.
His hands clutch tighter at a waist that's less feminine than before and Danhausen shifts, a smooth drag against Hook's cock.
It's too much when Hook's heart is pounding in his chest, anxiety cinching around his lungs.
"What does Hook want?" Danhausen asks and his body flickers.
For a moment, he sees Tiana or Tessa or whatever her name is. He sees the way she tilts her head back, the curve of her neck so beautiful, her breasts begging for his touch. But the higher he slides his hands, the paler her skin turns and when he gets to her ribs, a tattoo, demonic and all too familiar, bleeds through.
"Would Hook prefer her?" Danhausen asks, staring down at him again, and Hook doesn't know what to think.
He's being toyed with. He's just a game for Danhausen, and his anxiety shifts, burns sharper inside his chest.
It doesn't matter what he prefers and it doesn’t matter what he wants. It's not Danhausen's business.
Danhausen, who's been gone for months with barely a word. Who shows back up like this, as though he has any right to haunt him.
The anger kicks in before he can stop it, and he's back in the ring, grabbing his opponents and tossing them aside. The unbridled rage that burns through him, fuels his muscles even as they stretch and ache.
No one stands a chance against him, least of all Danhausen.
He flips them, Danhausen feeling like nothing more than a ghost as Hook slams him to the bed, cock still aching and inside him.
He presses a hand to Danhausen's throat and squeezes just tight enough to be a threat.
Danhausen lets out a breath, or perhaps a laugh, it's hard to tell the difference, and his mouth stretches wide.
"Is this what you want?" Hook hisses, leaning over him and Danhausen laughs again, deep and rumbling this time.
"Would Hook prefer if Danhausen lied?"
Danhausen curls his legs around Hook's waist, ankles locking behind him, and Hook doesn't think either of them is going anywhere.
He braces his other hand against the bed and fucks into Danhausen sharply. It should knock the wind out of him, or take him by surprise, anything.
But Danhausen just keeps grinning up at him as though he knows. As though he's won.
The anger burns hotter, but not for Danhausen. For himself. He’s ashamed at failing so easily.
"Danhausen has been watching," Danhausen tells him. "Hook has won many fights."
Hook grits his teeth and sets a brutal pace, hips slamming forward, but Danhausen just takes it, still so wet, so perfect around him.
"You haven't been there," Hook hisses, and Danhausen brings his hands up to Hook's chest, fingers tracing his collarbone before sliding up and over his shoulders.
"Danhausen doesn't want Hook's belt. Danhausen will not fight for it."
"That's not what I meant," Hook grunts. "You haven't been anywhere."
Danhausen's chin tips up and Hook notices a smear of something that might be blood across the dark paint there.
After a moment, with eyes almost black, he says, "Danhausen wants power."
Hook feels desperately close to the edge, body aching, but never once faltering.
"I’m not enough?" he asks. “Fighting me won’t give you enough power?”
When Danhausen smiles again, it's not as mean.
"Hook is enough for someone."
Hook's chest hurts, and it's not just the burning of his lungs as he pants for breath.
"But not you," he surmises and Danhausen tips his chin again, an agreement.
Inside his mind, he begs the anger to come back, to stop him from feeling, but what sweeps through him is a cold resignation.
"Then why come here?" he snaps. "Why do this to me?"
Danhausen's hand slides up his neck, cupping Hook's jaw, and the expression on Danhausen's face hints that Hook won't like his answer.
"Because Hook will let us."
Hook comes, the force of it dragged out of him in one quick punch, and it feels as though he's falling and falling and falling.
And just when he thinks he should hit the ground, he startles awake.
He gasps for breath, tossing the covers back, his body, wet with sweat, suddenly cooling in the dry air of the air conditioned room.
He's in his hotel room and he's alone, but there's come, sticky and still lukewarm in his boxers.
The TV across from him is on and playing late night QVC, and the bedside lamp is still on. It’s exactly as he’d left it.
Slowly, he drags himself up, standing on shaking legs and begging for them to hold out long enough to get to the bathroom.
He flicks the light on and reaches for the faucet, setting it as cold as it'll go and immediately leaning forward to get his mouth into the stream of it.
He gulps it down, feeling more grounded with every swallow until his stomach feels bloated from it.
Everything had been so vivid, had felt so real. The flesh had been warm under his palms. But as he hangs his head over the sink and lets his breathing slow, he realizes it couldn’t have been. It was just a dream.
There was no woman and no Danhausen.
He cups his hands under the water and splashes his face, the shock of it clearing the rest of the sleep fog from his brain. He’s probably had as much sleep as he’s going to get for one night.
He takes a steadying deep breath before shutting off the faucet and standing upright again.
The water drips off his face and onto his chest, and his reflection stares back at him, pale and uncertain.
In the dip of his collarbone and across his right shoulder, there's a smudge of black paint.
What does Hook want? the voice in his head asks and he doesn't know at all.
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thesloppyboys · 2 years
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Get your digital copy of the incredible fanzine put together by name brand Slop Heads Lizz and Keri, with contributions from Slop Heads all over the world. It features a 'sclusie interview with the Boys themselves!
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sodadrinkr · 7 years
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new year new me; i drink exclusively gatorade now
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grimelords · 5 years
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My March playlist is finished! This one is slightly more diverse than usual, swinging all the way from vibraphone jazz to Bhad Bhabie to black metal so I’ve taken the liberty of actually sequencing it properly for you. So if you’ve got 3 hours you can listen to this straight through and be taken for a hell of a ride. No matter what you like I’m sure you’ll find something in here that you love.
Tahiti - Milt Jackson: For an unknown reason I had a big jazz vibraphone phase this month and when you're talking jazz vibraphone you're talking the Wizard Of The Vibes himself, Milt Jackson. I feel insane even having an opinion on this but it's a shame that some of the best vibraphone performances were made at a time when the actual recording technology wasn't really there, they all have this very thin quality that I think misses a lot of the great character of the instrument.
Detour - Bill Le Sage: Like compare this from 1971 to Wizard Of The Vibes from 1952, the sounds is miles warmer and gives so much more of the full range and detail of the instrument. I also listened to this song five times in a row when I first heard it, the central refrain is just so fuckin good. Like I said, big vibes vibe and who knows why.
Blowin' The Blues Away - Buddy Rich And His Sextet: Superhuman playing aside, it's unbelievable how good these drums sound. The whole first minute just feels like a tour of each specific drum and I absolutely revel in it. I feel like flute and vibes is a relatively rare combo so it's extremely nice to hear Sam Most and Mike Manieri go ham in tandem.
Yama Yama - Yamasuki Singers: A friend sent me this song that he's had stuck in his head for ten years ever since it was in a beer ad from the days when beer ads were incredible strange for complicated legal reasons about not showing people enjoying the product or something https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORfkh0OojxY and this incredible song is apparently from a 1971 French concept album where a couple of guys wrote a bunch of psychedelic songs in Japanese for an unknown reason that later became a massive drum and bass breaks album, and one of the guys was Thomas Bangalter from Daft Punk's dad! Music is crazy.
Alfonso Muskedunder - Todd Terje: I'm starting a petition to get Todd Terje to write the soundtrack for the next Mario Kart. I absolutely love this song and this whole album because it's so joyful and strange and it just sounds like nothing else I've ever heard. He seem to truly operate in a world entirely of his own.
Pala - Roland Tings: I love this song. It's like he wrote it with normal sounds and then went back and replaced every instrument with the party version. This song hands you a coconut and says welcome to the island where bad vibes are punishable by firing squad.
Keygen 13 - Haze Edit - Dubmood: There's a fucking album of keygen music on spotify and it's absolutely great and so good that someone's doing the work to recognize the value of the music this extremely weird scene produced and preserve it. If you don't know, back in the day when you pirated photoshop or whatever, you would download a license key generator which was a program made by extreme nerds who had cracked the license key algorithm to give you a fake one, and for unknown reasons they would make the keygen program play original chiptune music that someone in their nerd crew would compose. Who knows why but god bless them.
My Moon My Man (Boys Noize Remix) - Feist: The very concept of a Boys Noize remix of My Moon My Man is hilarious and it turns out it sounds absolutely amazing as well. Two great tastes that taste great together.
Low Blows - Meg Mac: I had a big Meg Mac phase this month too, listened to her album a lot and it's extremely solid. Great timing too cause her new one comes out in a month or so too. I really am excited to hear her next album because she's so good but I've always got this feeling that she hasn't reached her full potential yet, she's only going to get a million times better in an album or two.
Patience - Tame Impala: I love that the cover of this single is a pic of congas because it feels like that's the central thesis here. Kevin Parker bought some congas and is making disco Tame Impala now and I really couldn't be happier about it.
Unconditional (feat. Kitten) - Touch Sensitive: I love a 90s throwback done with love. There's nothing cynical or ironic about this it's just fun as hell!
Last Hurrah - Bebe Rexha: Get a fucking load of this Bebe Rexha song that interpolates Buy U A Drank by T-Pain for the chorus! It's a testament to how good that song is that she's using the verse melody as the chorus. T-Pain will quite literally never get the respect he deserves. Also this song goes for 2.5 minutes. There's something happening where pop songwriting is getting more and more compact, completely trimming the fat and ornamentation and it's very interesting.
Hi Bich - Bad Bhabie: Also I'm fully six months late on Hi Bich but I'm of the opinion that it's extremely fucking good. A perfect little reaction gif of a song and it only goes for 1m45!
Friends - Flume: I'm doubling down on my thesis about emo rap from last month but this song literally sounds like a Flume remix of a Hawthorne Heights song. The whole melody of it, the overlapping yelled/clean vocals. The lyrics obviously. I don't know it's just very odd how close it is. A sort of emo trojan horse to trick people into thinking The Used are cool again. 
How To Build A Relationship (feat. JPEGMAFIA) - Flume: I've been meaning to check out JPEGMAFIA (AKA Buttermilk Jesus AKA DJ Half-Court Violation AKA Lil' World Cup) for a while but this is the song that convinced me. There's just so much to digest in this. Every line is gold and delivered with massive conviction even when he realises it's total nonsense like 'dont call me unless I gave you my number'.
Bells & Circles (feat. Iggy Pop) - Underworld: Underworld alive 2019?? I love this song becuase Iggy Pop has been riding a fine line between punk provocateur and old man yells at cloud for a while now and this song is the perfect mix of both. You can't hijack airplanes and redirect them to cuba anymore and as a result it's over for liberal democracies. Just yelling about air travel for six minutes and it's good.
Guns Blazing (Drums Of Death Pt. 1) - UNKLE: This beat is some of my favourite DJ Shadow work I think. The menacing organ bass throughout, and especially the distorted drum freakout near the end. It's just great all the way through.
Homo Deus IV - Deantoni Parks: Another Deantoni Parks track like I was raving about last month. This whole album is great and flows together as a single piece of work amazingly. I love the purposefully limited sample palette of each track forcing an evolving groove throughout. He absolutely wrings every bit of variation he can get out of every single sound he uses and once you get into the groove of it it's absolutely mind blowing.
Boredom - The Drones: I love that The Drones can write a song about joining ISIS that's also a lot of fun. Spelling out radicalization in a way anyone can understand and sympathise with and then switching it in the second verse to spell out how we got into this situation anyway. 
Loinclothing - Hunters And Collectors: I love how much this song sounds like a voodoo celebration in christian hell.
The Fun Machine Took A Shit And Died - Queens Of The Stone Age: There's a good bit on the live dvd they put out after Lullabies To Paralyze where they play this song and they say it was supposed to be on the album but somebody stole the master recordings from the studio, which is an incredible and brazen crime. Then when they put it out on Era Vulgaris as a bonus track Josh Homme said in an interview "The tapes got lost. Actually, they were just at another studio, but we falsely accused everyone in the world of theft" which is extremely funny. This is really one of their best songs and I sort of really with it had been on Lullabies because it fits perfectly between The Blood Is Love and Someone's In The Wolf type of vibes, I love how it just kind of keeps shifting ideas and riffs throughout. An absolute jam overflowing with ideas.
10AM Automatic - The Black Keys: This song is an all time great in my opinion. It's so straightforward and so effective. I wonder if we'll get a blues rock revival ever or if Jack White still being alive and bad is souring everyone on that idea. This song also has one of my favourite guitar sounds in history I think - the outrageously huge sounding solo that comes out of nowhere and swallows up the rest of the mix like a swirling black hole near the end.
Gamma Knife - King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard: I've never gotten much into King Gizzard and because of their one million albums already it's hard to know where to start but I've been listening to Nonagon Infinity a bit and it's great, it's just good old fashioned 70s prog jams front to back.
Gina Works At Hearts - DZ Deathrays: I absolutely love this song and I absolutely love the second guitar sound in the chorus of this song that sounds like it's made out of thin steel.
Black Brick - Deafheaven: When I saw Deafheaven the other month I was right up the front and it was a life changingly great experience AND they played this new song live for the first time before it went up everywhere like three hours later which was very exciting to be given a sclusie like that. After they finished a guy behind me whispered to his friend "Slayer..." which was very funny to me.
Gemini - Elder: I found this band because one of my Spotify Daily Mixes was all stoner metal for a while, which is a good genre to see all lined up because it'll have Weedeater, Bongripper AND Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats right there in a row for you. Anyway this album is extremely good, the very best kind of stoner metal where it's groovy and fun and has big meaty riffs and ripping big solos and it's extremely easy to listen to three times in a row.
The Paradise Gallows - Inter Arma: My big obsession the past little while has been Inter Arma ever since Stereogum posted The Atavist's Meridian from their new album. It is just so fucking good and I can't believe I've never heard of them before. You know when you find out about an amazing band and then you find out they've been around for nearly ten years and you can't believe everyone in your life has been selfishly hiding them from you?
The Atavist's Meridian - Inter Arma: I think a big part of my enjoyment of this band has also been that I discovered them at the same time as I'm listening to an audiobook of the complete Conan The Barbarian omnibus so I'm very much in the brain space for music that sounds like it would be nice to swing an axe to.
Untoward Evocation - Impetuous Ritual: I love how halfway through this kind of just turns into a big swirling mist of dark sounds. It feels so formless and dark that it could just shake apart and dissipate at any moment and you'd look down to realise your skin is gone.
Eagle On A Pole - Conor Oberst: from Genius: 'In an interview with MTV news, Oberst stated “We were on the bus one day and a friend of ours that travels with us and works for the band kind of came out from the back of the bus and said that first line: ‘Saw an eagle on a pole… I think it was an eagle.’ And then this guy Simon Joyner, who is a great songwriter from Omaha and one of my great friends, he was on tour with us and sitting there and he was like, ‘You know, that’s a great name for a song.’ We kind of had a contest where he wrote a song with that first line, and [then] I did, and a couple of our other friends. We kind of all played them for each other. Simon’s is better than mine, but it is a good line to start a song.” Another version–Mystic Valley Band drummer Jason Boesel’s interpretation–is on the next album, Outer South.' The idea that such a good song has such a braindead origin only makes me love it more.
Lake Marie - John Prine: When I saw John Prine the other month he played this song that I had never heard before and I had to look it up after and now I'm completely obsessed with it. It feels like falling asleep during a movie and missing a critical plot point so the rest doesn't make sense when you wake up but is thrilling nonetheless. Also he absolutely screamed "SHADOWS!!!" when he played it which was a fucking cool thing to see a 72 year old man do.
Little White Dove - Jenny Lewis: The drums on this whole album are absolutely huge for some reason and I love it. My favourite recent sound is in the first chorus where there's a funny little pitch correction noise as she sings 'dove'. It's very strange and very very good.
Locked Up - The Ocean Party: I only found out The Ocean Party existed as they announced their farewell show this month which is a real shame but I'm glad I got to hear of them at all because they're very good. A very good song about that feeling we all know and love: driving for a long long time.
Plain & Sane & Simple Melody - Ted Lucas: I found out about this song from Emma Ruth Rundle's Amoeba Records video and she makes a good point about this whole album sounding like something's gone wrong and it got accidentally pitched down slightly in the recording process. It's unclear if that's what happened or that's just how he sounds but it adds a very softly spooky undercurrent to a very nice song.​ 
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whiteanti · 5 years
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‘All we do is run away, all we do is try to live’ @sclusie
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soundwavcast · 7 years
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Windblade gathers a rag tag team made of washed-up marines (which is to say, fellow councilmembers and also Devastator) to infiltrate Carcer, the Sleeping Titan, who is more than it seems. Meanwhile Starscream reminds us why he's Starscream and Bumblebee is neither Starscream nor alive, Metroplex performs a jailbreak, and Ironhide gets some shade from Yours Truly.
SOUND.wav episode 67 - Till All Are One 7 and 8!
SOUND.wav sclusies on our Patreon!
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The Food Sclusie
Sam and Josiah talk about all the times that blink have mentioned food in their songs, all the times Mark has called himself a foodie, and all the times Mark has made bacon jokes on Twitter.
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leftofsound · 6 years
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[Unofficial] #VinylMePlease July #Vinyl Challenge Day 5: SO NICE (WOULD CONSIDER BUYING IT) TWICE #NowSpinning - #NoShape // @perfumegenius ​ I have never bought multiple copies of an album I already own (at least, not multiple copies on vinyl -- plenty of my albums are CD replacements). I have enough of a vinyl-buying problem that I don't need to add the mentality of a pokemon trainer trying to catch 'em all. HOWEVER, if I were to come across a reasonably-priced copy of the @vinylmeplease exclusive version of this album I would probably snatch it up because I think this album is perfect and that 'sclusie sure is pretty. . . #VinylAddiction #VinylCollection #VinylAddict #ColoredVinyl #NowPlaying #PerfumeGenius #RecordCollection #VinylCommunity #vinyligclub
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mcelroyfamilystaff · 3 months
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Throwback to that time Amanda was traveling for work and the rest of us got obsessed with the weird house owned by the founder of Yankee Candle and things went a little off the rails.
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prairiescotch · 6 years
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Now we’re talking! Here’s a deep ‘sclusie for the Scotch Whisky Advent Calendar -- a massive 25 year-old single grain Scotch from Cameronbridge.
Cameronbridge is a Lowlands distillery that seems to focus on single grain whiskies. The difference between single grain and the better-known single malt is subtle but important; most Scotch as we know it is single malt, meaning produced by a single distillery and distilled from malted grain (that is, grain [in Scotch, uniformly barley] that is soaked so that it starts germinating, then the germination is halted by using hot air or peat smoke); single grain is a whisky produced by a single distillery but uses unmalted grain, usually corn, wheat, or a blend of different grains. In Scotland, even a single grain must be aged in oak for at least three years as well.
Single grain is often used for blended whisky, which many people don’t realize is, by an immense amount, the larger selling of the two main styles of Scotch. Blends are popular all over the world, even in Scotland where they have access to the “good stuff.” Hell, the biggest-selling whisky in Scotland for nearly the last 30 years is The Famous Grouse, a blended whisky that I happen to love (though not quite as much as its peaty cousin The Black Grouse [now known apparently as The Famous Grouse Smoky Black, which I think is pretty dumb], which boasts more peated whiskies in addition to the normal blend, which hangs its hat on fine malts like The Macallan and Highland Park). 
You don’t see them much around these parts, but apparently single grain releases are becoming more common. Why not? There is a lot of single grain releases with an incredible pedigree; I have been fortunate enough to taste a very interesting 46 year-old single grain from Invergordon, which has to be a bucket list item (and is, I believe, the oldest whisky I’ve ever tasted). Why not see what the other half of a blend is capable of?
This Cameronbridge was bottled by The Creative Whisky Company, their first offering in a SWAC to date. They typically bottle single cask releases, and evidently will often re-oak them if the product isn’t yet up to snuff. This single grain is part of their “Exclusive Malts” series, which is comprised of what they consider premium casks. Their web site insists they use no colouring and minimal filtering, striving to provide an experience that is as close as possible to drinking straight from the cask. This is their first offering from Cameronbridge and spent its 25 years in a refill sherry cask (#93574), resulting in an ABV of 52.9%. 
This is definitely interesting stuff! The nose shoves strong corn at you, like you were sniffing a thousand year old bourbon, but it also has a kind of malty undertone. Lots of sweetness as well, vanilla and honey and sweet cereal. 
The tongue gets a lot of that very sweet corn, and no shortage of ABV burn. But it’s complex: toasted coconut and scads of honey, with bitter sherry and oak spices also in the mix. It’s drying and warm toward and through the finish, with lots of spice coming through to the end. So spicy. So spicy!
This was not at all what I expected. Perhaps the age should’ve suggested how much punch this would have, but the light colour and the nose belied none of the powerful spiciness this has achieved. This was really something!
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mcelroyfamilystaff · 2 months
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Hey so, we have a newsletter that we send out from time to time, and if you're not signed up for it yet I would highly recommend doing so today.
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mcelroyfamilystaff · 1 year
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Last September, someone went to an AEW taping and held up a "Please, Daniel, we can't keep doing this" sign for a match between Daniel Garcia and Wheeler Yuta, and it made me so happy when I saw it - y'all have no idea. So now, months later, I'm gonna make y'all look at this screenshot I took of it because it still makes me laugh to think that someone did this.
Sign-maker, if you're out there, thank you.
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