Sep 182012
 

Port Ellen 6th Release

54.2% abv

Score:  92/100

 

An absolutely stunning example of how a peated malt can mellow into one of the most breathtaking spirits on the planet.  This is whisky pulled from the cask at its apex and bottled to be held in a perfect state of suspended animation.

You may not be able to get behind all that Diageo does, but it’s hard not to give credit where credit is due.  Case in point; these natural releases of Port Ellen.  Some better than others, of course, but man…they really are in a league of their own.

Now before I start fending off the ‘Islay fanboy’ accusations, just keep in mind that this is a 27 year malt.  27 years to age and soften, develop and ‘become’.

The nose…coastal and oh soooo sexy.  That beautiful mature peaty profile plays well against a backdrop of fruit cocktail and Lemon Pledge.  Notes of salted greens and melon.  Phenols are rather tame and old wood brings that vaguely dusty latex scent.  Creamier than I would have expected in all honesty, but still manages to hit some of the more jagged tors that cask strength Islay whiskies often boast.  And finally…notes of seaside familiarity.  At this age…rather delicate (even at 54.2%) and Caol Ila-ish.

Large and in charge delivery.  Oily and bold.  Love the smoky seaweedy notes and coastal profile.  Dusty cask, licorice, tar and iodine.  Green apple skins on the finish.

A great dram.  In short supply, but long in our hearts.

 

- Reviewed by:  Curt

- Photo:  Curt

 Posted by at 6:59 am
Aug 042012
 

Port Ellen (OMC) Cask 6588

50% abv

Score:  90.5/100

 

This is  classic Islay.  Not the best of Islay, but absolutely exemplifying  the style and character.  Islay with a little age and dust on the  bottle, that is.  The subtle nuances paint a picture of the island  that resonates long and hard with me, having now been there.  Be  damned if this doesn’t remind me of walking the island.  Dusty farm  roads and briny coastal breezes.  The impressions are all there of  afternoon strolls beneath island skies and the bleating of sheep on the gently  rolling hills.

Every now and then the olfactory organ can trigger such violently vivid recollections driven by scent recall that I am truly taken aback.  It is hard to believe how much is stored in one’s mind that can be brought forth by a scent months or years later.  The mind is a wonderful thing.

Though I tsk and shake my head at a bottling of Port  Ellen that is adulterated to something less than its glorious cask strength, I do concede that beggars can’t be choosers.  With this whisky in such limited supply, just a taste is a treat.  This Old Malt Cask bottling at 50% is from cask 6588.  It was decanted at 27 years, and to be honest…I think it could have come out a little earlier.   While still good (very good, actually) it shows a few signs of  being a little long in the tooth.  Too active a cask  perhaps?  Is it just me?

The nose is a medley of rubber, oak, smoke and salt.  I could also pick up notes of dry tinder, fish, grains and decaying autumnal vegetation.  One of the more satisfyingly unique compositions I’ve come  across.

The  taste buds are treated to the much anticipated smoke and lightly citric dryness.  Tart and ashy, there is a very unique and defining  burnt licorice/rubber.  In terms of finish and staying power…pull out the hide-a-bed…these rubbery gristy notes ain’t leaving till the morn.

I  imagine this would pair well with a fine cigar.  A mild one though.  This is a fairly brittle dram.

 

- Reviewed by:  Curt

- Photo:  Curt

 Posted by at 6:58 pm
May 242012
 

Port Ellen 8th Release

55.3% abv

Score:  92/100

 

So.  One question.  Why the f*ck did this distillery close?

I concede that all of the Port Ellen expressions that I have tasted to date have been in their mid 20s to early 30s, so age is certainly a factor.  We all know (or should all know) that aged peat is sexy.  There is simply no getting around it.  When the smoke, brine and tar begin to resound with lessoning echoes, the fruits that previously were hidden behind the peat curtain begin to sashay towards center stage for their moment in the spotlight.  This moment, between the ebb of the peat and the crescendo of the oak, is a small window of time.  At this point the malt needs to retire to the comforts of glass to arrest the maturation process.

And here, at this point of maturity, is where we now find the diminishing stores of Port Ellen.  Every sip is one less that exists in the world.  When Port Ellen closed its doors in ’83, we were left with a cache of casks that one day certainly must run dry.  Speculation runs rampant on how much PE is left in the world (nowhere moreso than here on ATW), but to put it simply…this whisky is going the way of the dodo.

Mr. PE (aka Maltmonster) has said that this 8th release, while still exceptional, is not necessarily the personification of the distillery’s profile.  I’ve tasted a dozen or so Port Ellen’s now, of varying casks, ages and finishes, and while I cannot speak with the assurance he does, I can say that no one would know better.

Having said that…

Let’s go full circle to my first question.  Why would Port Ellen be closed?  This whisky is brilliant stuff.  I have heard that even in its younger incarnations it deserved more than the relegation to blending fodder it was known to be.  This was another Islay distillery that produced a high quality whisky and certainly had the financial backing it needed to get through the whisky slump of the 80s.  Its closure will forever haunt us.

Port Ellen 8.  The nose is subtle and sophisticated.  Fading smoke and peat…mild lemon…light honeydew melon and freshly cut potato.  Hints of wax and latex and tar.  Licorice and mint.  A dusting of cocoa powder.  All of this seems slightly restrained, even at cask strength.

The palate is woody and smoky.  Age is everywhere here, but not of something past its prime.  More akin to starting the descent after summiting.  It is oily and lingering (beautifully so), and bitters out slightly in oaky shards.

Typical of the distillery style?  Maybe not quite, but brilliant, brilliant Islay whisky nevertheless.

 

- Reviewed by:  Curt

- Photo:  Curt

 Posted by at 9:05 pm
May 162012
 

Port Ellen 9th Release

57.7% abv

Score:  93/100

 

I  waited many a long day to both taste and review a Port Ellen.  In  point of fact I actually turned down an opportunity to taste this expression a  while back simply because I had already beaten up on my palate earlier that eve  with a few other Islay malts.  It just seemed like a waste.   Put simply, Port Ellen is a malt that deserves undivided attention and an  unbiased palate.  Its pedigree, value (subjective or otherwise) and  reputation demand respect.

That  being said…this also insinuates a lot of pressure and expectation on PE to  deliver and be exceptional.  Is it?  Well…

At this  point I can’t even pretend to hide my bias.  I have a junkie’s  weakness for Islay malts.  Peat is like a vice.  Or  more accurately, the smoky heft and majesty of these medicinal malts is like a  vice.  All eight of Islay’s working distilleries have produced  whiskies that have charmed the socks off of me.  Now let’s look at  a dram from a distillery no longer producing.

Amid  the economic tumult of the early 80s (1983, to be exact), Port Ellen was the  most heartbreaking of casualties.  A distillery that simply fell  victim to surplus, as United Distillers elected to retain Caol Ila and Lagavulin and let the  doors swing shut on Port Ellen forever.  Oftentimes when a  distillery is closed the possibility of the phoenix act is still a  reality.  The distillery may lay dormant, mothballed, as time  marches on, awaiting a new owner with deeper pockets and bigger dreams.   Port Ellen, unfortunately, is history.  The distillery that  once produced Islay’s most cult and collectible spirit is now a maltings that supplies malted barley to the island’s  operational distilleries.

Fortunately  stocks of Port Ellen are still to be found.  Oft released as indie  bottling at neutered abv’s, it is a treat to see  releases like the Diageo Port Ellens.  In  this particular case we are looking at a 30 year old whisky at a still  impressive 57.7%.  This presentation allows us to see Port Ellen in  all ‘er glory.  And she is  lovely.

The  nose is typical of Islay.  There is a somewhat fragile and  ephemeral quality here.  Slightly surprising when you consider  bottling strength.  A most trusted friend (the incomparable Maltmonster) suggested the closest one would get to a Port  Ellen would be Caol Ila.  I see where he was coming from.   The same delicacy I’ve noted in regards to that malt is to be found here  as well.

There  are notes of smoke and briny seaside fire.  Light waves of  chocolate.  A hint of something still fresh that adds to that  fragility.  Almost like a faded eucalyptus.  There is  a sexy maturity at play here.  Age becomes almost a note in and of  itself.  You know it is mature, but can’t quite put a finger on  what defines that knowledge.

After  opening up, fruits arrive on the palate.  A neat sweetness.   …Bubblegum, almost?  Dry smoke and a rubbery wax linger and  it finally ebbs into that tart peaty green apple skin familiarity.

It is  bittersweet to drink this piece of history.  On the one hand, we’re  fortunate to have experienced it.  On the other…well…when it’s  gone…it’s really gone.

Did it  live up to my (high) expectations?  Indeed.  Here is  the hype of Port Ellen vindicated

 

- Reviewed by:  Curt

- Photo:  Curt

 Posted by at 10:23 pm
Mar 112012
 

Port Ellen 1979 (26 y.o.) OMC

50% abv

Score:  83/100

 

Hm.  What to make of this one.

First things first…I want to know who the hell thought it was a good idea to put Port Ellen in a rum cask.  Seriously.  One of my favorite distilleries (albeit no longer with us) meets one of my least favorites spirits.  As a relative scotch purist, this is one of the most overt blasphemies and bastardizations of a damn near sainted malt I have ever encountered.

Thankfully the rum notes that dominate the nose are nearly invisible across the palate.  (Remember…as we’ve said before…the nose picks up much more than the taste buds ever will).  So, the question is…does the odd nose profile, courtesy of the rum influence, manage to kill this whisky?  Fortunately…no.  I think though, it may have been a battle to the death, with the Islay contender eking a victory out at heavy cost to personal well-being.

What this Old Malt Cask offering gives us is a nose full of wet rubber bands and glue.  Characteristics I find in most aged rums I’ve tried.  The slightly uncorfortable icing on this sweet desert is a fishy and oily tinged layer of briny Islay familiarity.  The smoke and peat has mellowed gracefully by this age, but the fruits that would normally start to assert themselves are being held back by the other, odder notes.  To be honest, this borders on unpleasant, but there are some pleasant notes that work as a saving grace.

As mentioned a couple paragraphs back, the palate is surprisingly bereft of this synthetic olfactory experience.  Here we can see the Port Ellen we love.  It is tarry and rubbery.  Salted cooked greens and lemon pepper at the fore.  A lovely lingering affair that shows little to non of the rum influence.

The maltmonster hooked me up with this one (though he hates these mentions…there is a reason here).  Being as averse to the cane juice as I am, he actually apologized for passing this over.  Though half in jest, I couldn’t help but think he feels as I do.  Keep that sugary distillate away from the nectar of Islay.

Interestingly enough…a while back I tasted a rum that had been matured (or at least finished) in a former Laphroaig cask.  The results were an abomination.  Here we see the effects of reversing the process, and maturing a whisky in a rum cask.  While not an offence to the senses as the rum was, this is not quite the success that may have been hoped for.  Neat to note that both developed a somewhat artificial note to them.

 

- Reviewed by:  Curt

- Photo:  Pat at www.standstillphotography.ca

 Posted by at 2:07 pm