Thus Let Us Drink Beer – New England Brewing, Akasha’s Eagle and Kaiju’s IPA

“I don't want to change the world, I am not looking for a new England…”

Ah, good ole Billy Bragg is suitable enough as a relevant reference to kick off this instalment of our beer-centric series with a focus on a brewery located in a region on terra australis that was not exactly brimming with an overload of breweries and known for craft beer until New England Brewing established its operations and put the area firmly on the radar of beer aficionados.

Inspired by Teutonic Brauereikunst and a trip to the old world shortly after the dawn of the new millennium, the seed was planted to replicate a brewery with its focus firmly set on provenance and a sense of pride for its locale, which eventually came to fruition more than a decade later.

With a line-up ranging from traditional lagers via hop bombs to experimental brews, New England Brewing has made itself known for its dedication to the craft and creating complex beers based on the use of open top fermenters and a secondary fermentation in the keg / can, which adds what has become the brewery’s idiosyncratic twist and is particularly conducive to creating Belgian style beers

My first exposure to New England Brewing Co. was via their core IPA, which is an example par excellence for the accomplishment of the West Coast style of IPA, i.e. unleashing avalanches of tropical fruit flavours combined with citrussy, zesty highlights that dance in front of a backdrop of delicate piney and resinous notes. The foundation is comprised of a hoppy quartet, i.e. Palisade, Bitter Gold, Amarilla and Centennial, which are calibrated in a manner so the characteristics of the individual hops complement each other.

Taking things to the next level is the New England’s Minutemen NEIPA – and yes, I am aware that once the acronym is spelled out, the former sentence is quite tautological in nature. 

With an orangey hue and hazy in appearance, what materializes on the top of the mouth is informed by what the colour promises, backed by a zesty kick. The mouth-watering fruitiness informed by pineapples is counterpointed by a dense malty bitterness. 

Delicious.

While I find stouts to be a bit of a hit or miss, you got to give it to New England Brewing Co for coming up with interesting variants: Based on a collaboration with their neighbours Artisti Coffee Roasters, the Coconut Milk Coffee Stout’s name says it all as it is all about the malty backbone, which – as the name would suggest – is infused with dark chocolatey, nutty coffee notes and rounded out with milky coconut aromas. A borderline ideal treat in liquid form for the colder months of the year.

If I had to define a hybrid between a Saison and an IPA, New England’s Single Hop India Saison expression would be an ideal candidate. 

Clocking in at an ABV of punchy 7.2% and a bitterness of 70 IBU, this hazy little number reigns supreme on the dry end of the spectrum where it excites the palate not only with a melange resulting from Citra hop derived juiciness dancing with the yeast, but a crescendo culminating in a black peppery spicy kick.

The limited release known as the Rum Barrel Aged Imperial Stout is exactly the oaky, dark fruity, sweet heavy hitter one would expect from having been aged for half a year in Beenleigh Rum barrels, which results in roasted malty flavours being interweaved with a dark syrupy sweetness that is oh so dangerously moreish.

Given the quality of what I have taste from New England Brewing so far, I can only hope that they will channel their alchemy in the creation of a Double IPA soon.

As weed-loving Ricky Fitts put it ever so eloquently in the plastic bag scene of American Beauty: “Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.” 

Now with Akasha projects having released their quadruple IPA hop monster The Eagle, the aforementioned quote can be applied to flavour and my palate.

It is not exactly the best kept secret that I am quite a fan of Akasha Brewing’s emissions, with their Wooden Leg IIIPA having so far been my favourite. However, this with Akasha’s The Eagle gripping me with its powerful talons with an ABV of 12%, sinking its large hooked beak into my palate with what can only be described as an cataclysmic explosion of hop resin, delicate malty sweetness and citrussy mango flavours, sets new standards in terms of how far the envelope can be pushed with an IPA without ever running danger of becoming a novelty release.

What on paper should not work as everything is seemingly turned to a Spinal Tap-esque 11 without regard to nuances and appears to be painted with a broad brush, Akasha Brewing has done it again and accomplished to brew a bold and rich juggernaut of an IPA on steroids with an enormously powerful and complex flavour profile that proves to be dangerously sessionable.
 
If you like your West Coast-style IPAs big, you will have not lived until you have tried Akasha’s The Eagle – a beer for special occasions and once that will make others pale in comparison.

Yum.

If you are following this series it should not come as a surprise that when it comes to hops, it cannot be dank and resinous enough for me and while I appreciate experimentations with hops and the creations of the Australian craft beer landscape, there are few breweries that seem to just effortlessly hit the spot with their creations.

Kaiju Brewery is one of the aforementioned and every time I see one of their emissions on tap, I make a beeline for it as in terms of hoppiness, they hardly ever leave anything left to be desired. 

Combine this core strength with a thinly veiled love for playful, eye-catching yet subtly nuanced artworks (with quite a few easter eggs to be found embedded in them for those willing to dig deeper), Japanese culture at large, Kabuki and the good old hero vs monster dynamic and you got the winning whole that constitutes Kaiju Brewery, which is so much more than the mere sum of the individual ingredients.

Needless to say, their hop bombs are accolade decorated and their special releases sell out quickly on a regular basis, which is why I am glad that two of my favourite Kaiju expressions have become integral to their core line-up.

Kaiju’s Metamorphosis IPA is, well how can I put…if you look up “IPA” in the dictionary, you would probably find a photo of a can of it. Based on a foundation of all-American hops, waves of deliciously piney highlights tickle the top of the mouth, rounded out by a delicate bitterness. Despite clocking in at a respectable 6.7% ABV, it dangerously more-ish and session-able.

So far, so good.

However, when it comes to special occasions, like e.g. the recent launch of the Octomore 12 line-up, a special beer is called for, i.e. a brew not unlike Kaiju’s Double IPA Aftermath.

As the punchy ABV of 9.1% suggests, we got a hoppy powerhouse in our hands – one that paints with a broader strokes in terms of booziness, a dominant malty backbone and wonderful citrussy highlights, which shine against a backdrop burnt toffee notes.

Given the quality and excellence of Kaiju’s brews, one cannot help but look forward to their future special releases, which will hopefully not stray from Kaiju’s deliberately over-the-top hoppy path.

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The Formative Years

X-Mist Records

X-Mist Records has been around ever since Germany saw its own hardcore scene evolve in the mid-80es. What started as a cassette label, eventually grew to a veritable record label that was significantly involved in creating the foundation for bands like Spermbirds to blossom and bloom and thereby shaping the beginnings of the German and European hardcore scene.

Over the years, X-Mist has not merely remained relevant as a label by pushing the boundaries via releasing the emissions of new bands and genres off the beaten track  paired with an unrivalled instinct for detecting bands whose ethics were imbued with the DNA of DIY punk rock spirit, independently from stylistic confines or classifications.

There was a time in the early nineties when I spent a significant amount of my earnings on a monthly basis on ordering records from X-Mist and more often than not, Ute and Armin included additional items they thought I would like without me ever feeling the need to return them.  

X-Mist Records was a reliable authority and an arbiter of good taste when underground music started to gain traction in mainstream media in the mid-90es as they kept focusing on innovative subgenres with the respective bands carving out their own niche to express themselves without falling prey to the tropes that had become commercialized.

Few entities have coined me in the nineties like X-Mist Records’ approach to music and art at large, with the notion of the only constant thing being change having always been at the very core of their operations along with an actively cultivated disdain for repetition.

Having been inspired via an influx of Italian migrants after 1945 who evolved the traditions of their home country, Australia has become known and revered for its coffee culture and for the most part, it proves to be hard to not appreciate the obsession with quality product and presentation, which seems essentially to be the melange of the better bits of what coffee bean related culture of this earthround has to offer.

Given the smorgasbord of quality café offerings, chain stores like Starbucks never stood a chance in Australia and the scene is quite competitive. Ever since I moved down under, a day has to go by where I do not kickstart my day with a triple espresso shots skim Flat White made with skill and precision.

Needless to say, I am passionate about places that have established themselves to become outlets for great coffee, especially when those place are dedicated to transparency at the origin and farm level.

Established sixteen years ago, Mecca Coffee is an entity that made the effort to not merely look at how factors like altitude and oil have a tangible impact on flavour nuances, but dug deeper to inform a holistic approach to sourcing their beans in a bid to honour the whole community of contributors whose endeavours result in the black gold we enjoy.

Mecca Coffee’s House blend is a combination of Estrella del Norte, Huila, Colombia and Mountain Capixaba, Espirito Santo, Brazil and what tickles the receptors on the top of the mouth is a well-calibrated melange of honeycomby, milk chocolatey nuances, which are  interweaved by refreshing orangey highlights.

Mecca Coffee’s Moonwalker Blend is a suitable go-to for milk based coffee with its classic blend profile comprised of Mountain Capixaba, Espirito Santo, Brazil and  Mamut, Huila, Colombia beans, which results in a richer, dark chocolatey flavour profile with a crescendo of layered dark berry highlights and nutty pecan pie, rounded out by a reverberating  orange zesty finish.

Nuddy Coffee

Quentin Tarantino is fabled to be a coffee aficionado, which would explain why coffee references are omnipresent throughout his oeuvre, specifically in Pulp Fiction, where in one of the more prominent coffee related scenes Jules quips:
“Mmm! God damn, Jimmie! This is some serious gourmet shit! Usually, me and Vince would be happy with some freeze-dried Taster's Choice, but he springs this serious gourmet shit on us! What flavour is this?” 

How this is relevant to Nuddy Coffee you ask?

Well, because I felt the same way about when I first got a taste of their flavourful and fresh expressions, which are more often than not a carefully calibrated melange of different expressions, culminating in their very own DNA with a crema that is their special twist.

Take for example Nuddy’s Kings Canyon variant, an ode to the majestic sandstone massive that graces the red centre in Australia’s Watarrka National Park, which serves as an impressive canvas on which the sun transforms the scenery as daylight wanes. 

Nuddy captures the phenomenon via combining the attributes of complex coffees from Papua New Guinea and Guatemala, resulting in a medium dark roast with subtle nuances of  dark chocolate, burnt toffee and juicy berry highlights, which make the experience of having a cuppa a flavourful journey that invites to daydream.

I like my coffee strong and hence love Nuddy’s Broken Hill expression, which not unlike the “Silver City” and unofficial capital of the Australian Outback it is named after, carries rugged, rustic and robust characteristics.

The Broken Hill variant has a kick to it, which is derived from the combination of two intense, high-quality Arabica and Robusta coffee varieties. 

By roasting the aforementioned source coffees dark, not only the landscape of Broken Hill is matched but a foundation is created on which delicate nuances of peanut butter, cocoa and caramel dance individually only to be ultimately married to a whole that is much more than the mere sum of its components.

If you appreciate your coffee giving you a jolt, you would find yourself hard pressed not being impressed by how this full bodied powerhouse with its deep nutty and slightly bitter flavours not only satisfies in the flavour department but puts a spring in your step with the strong finish it culminates in.

Equally as impressive in its own way is Nuddy’s Nullarbor roast: A blend of carefully curated source coffees from Guatemala and Brazil informs the coffee equivalent of Nullarbor’s earthy colour palate via flavours that traverse deep chocolate territory via a well-calibrated bitterness to hazelnutty nuances. The medium dark roast works well as the core of a Flat White or, the way I like it best, a formidable double espresso.

Nuddy’s sophisticated approach to channelling their alchemy in the creation of specific and unique flavour profiles also extends to the coffee related accessory they design themselves.

Case in point: Their Fellow Joey cup, which is a thing of beauty that will add an aesthetic edge to the bland, branded mug collection of any coffee aficionado: Double walled in a bid to retain heat and avoid exterior condensation, white ceramic majestically rests on a foundation that is a polished, gleaming copper base.

If your love for coffee is profound and you appreciate a sustainable, sophisticated and artisanal effort that goes beyond of what other roasters proffer, you would regret not checking out Nuddy Coffee’s offerings whenever the chance presents itself.

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Waiting for Verdi: Opera and Political Opinion in Nineteenth-Century Italy, 1815-1848

University of California Press

Giuseppe Verdi and his oeuvre stands for more than merely operatic excellence, with the trio of La Traviata, Il trovatore and Rigoletto having become some of the most appreciated and timeless creations of the genre. 

Apart from the mainstream appeal, Verdi’s operas had more often than not a prominent political tinge with the reunification of Italy being a recurring theme, resulting in the dilemma that his artistic output cannot really be separated from his political convictions.

With Waiting for Verdi Mary Ann Smart examines the context an impact of Verdi’s operas and their theatrical incarnations along with the reactions and controversies they spurned, not only when It came to evoking intense feelings but by inspiring Italians to believe in the DNA and strength of Italian traits and how their faith and actions could catapult Italy to the forefront of European countries through political change.

By meticulously analysing how Verdi structured his operas via employing canto forms and a wide range of innovative variations to achieve result oriented performances, Mary Ann Smart leads the attentive listener down a rabbit hole on a journey that assists in both illuminating facets and gaining fresh and stimulating perspectives on Italian opera and music at large.

After reading Waiting for Verdi and following Smart’s cultural and aesthetical analysis, I revisited his catalogue and found a new appreciation for how passionate Verdi was in weaving his devotion to Italy, romanticism and political convictions into each note and felt how as a musical vehicle must have helped shape Italy as a nation in the second half of the nineteenth century.

The Formative Years – Wipers

There are many bands that could be considered as genre coining in the realm of punk and hardcore, with most of them being considered because they were to first create a certain new sound or style. 

Then there are bands that did the aforementioned and had a “je ne sais quoi” pervade their emissions, which made them stand out amidst a sea of epigones.

Wipers is one of those bands. 

Formed by Greg Sage in 1977, they were considered to be one of first punk bands of Portland without classifying themselves as such and even their earliest recordings convey that music was more for them than mere entertainment and a commodity. Equipped with a dedicated DIY ethic at the core of everything they were doing, including Sage building his own recording equipment, they created their own lane and charged onwards.

Wipers’ debut, Is This Real? was released in 1980 and was still rather formulaic as far as the traditional punk rock approach was concerned, while their second album Youth of America sees them deliberately taking the foot off the gas pedal.  It was still punk but different as it actively defied known tropes. Their third one Over the Edge completes a triumvirate of albums that should really be in the collection of anyone remotely interested in underground guitar driven music.

I have always loved the detachment, disdain, dread, solitude and despair that is inherent in each and every Wipers song, which was only enhanced by the band’s refusal to be categorized, which aided in making their songs timeless hymns of dissatisfaction with the status quo. 

Wipers managed to create goosebumps moments through carefully created sublime sounds, the whole of which accumulated to something bigger than the mere sum of its components.

I was listening to them as a teenager it felt as something intangible was coming off the grooves. Something that resonated with terrifying awe.