As clean as Lagavulin comes, even so with all that heavy peat. Massive whisky of course, flecked with characteristic burnt rubber, tar and charred herbaceous notes that recalls piles of firewood over which wreaths of herbs have been cast, throwing off soot, wood ash and half burnt leaves. Its a dry earthy woody but aromatic smoke floating over dark churning seas. Pinky once said Lagavulin is sweet but this one not so much. More grimy minerals, muddy salt, huge sheets of graphite rubbings, peat oil, petrochemical flame, clove oil, new rubber and white coals. Could be the best raw spirit Scotland has I say. 90 pts

So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
So much whisky, so little time | Singapore | Tasting Notes
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