Ale Asylum Bedlam

Ale Asylum Bedlam. Madison, Wisconsin. There are words on the neck, but I'll read those later.

Is that a cartoon bear with antlers ("beer"?) and a crown on the label? If so, what does it mean? Won't someone tell me.

Aromatics lift right out of the glass and creep into my nose. I'm going in closer…

Wait, I do "appearance" first, so scratch that…it's just a very potent aromatics.

Clouded, deep amber/ crimson hue, slim white head.

Okay, how's it smell? (Wait, we say nose and aroma, right? No smell…but it's a nice smell.) Fruit and Belgian funk. Citrus and tropical fruits, bright and lively. Ripe, loud and beautiful. Just a little sweet and none too bitter. That's just in the smelling. Wild and outsized.

Taste it, already: Boom-bam-alam. First the juicy malt, the rich fruity flavor, then along comes the hop bitterness. Belgian flavor is all over this. Full bodied as any IPA ought to be, hop forward as you need it, all awash in the wicked, wild funk of it. Aromatics continue to bleed out and enchant.

An easy drinking ale for the hophead and the Belgian nut both. Bitterness lasts long on the palate, flavor consistently delivers. Yum. Tasty as heck. Belongs with the best of the Belgian IPAs.

Say, by the way, what do they say? "A chaotic blend of Citra hops and Trappist-style yeast give this IPA aromas of summer fruit and a bright hop presence with a plush finish. Bedlam is all-natural and unfiltered  for superior flavor and quality. It is brewed with passion and is best enjoyed that way."

Yeah, I was drinking it while staring at the noose I strung up and contemplating oblivion, but decided instead to accept all that life has to offer and embrace it with gusto and verve. I invited 15 friends over, we opened a case of Bedlam bottles and sprayed the brew over ourselves, bathing in it's glory, before embarking upon an orgy of such hedonistic pleasure that we will never forget in all our lives, and it shall never be matched in all of history.

Put that on your next ad, Ale Asylum!