Lagavulin 12 yo 43% ~ green glass

After the clear glass white label before the white horse modern bottle. Deeply phenolic in a thousand gentle ways. Gentle because it is miles removed from today’s beefy simpleton of a 16. These old 12s however are simply wondrous. Nosing it is like searching a constellation of wonders that whisper of tar, cough medicine, cold soot, wood ash, coal, lampblack, smoked haddock, deep dark resins, salted lemons and old cans of polish. Worn metal tools covered with dry dirt and roots, and duckfat. Dry clods of black peat, gasoline, old scratched up bakelite, firewood, dry smoke and lapsang, smoked plum skins and charred grease. Endless, as I’ve tried to demonstrate, so in a way its useless trying to catalogue it. 92 pts