Christmas just gets Pogues-ier. I finally gave in and bought a bottle of the Official The Pogues Whiskey. I wish I hadn't. I've never had an Irish whiskey that tasted so much like cheap scotch. It burns us, Precious. I was torn between getting this and sherry because I knew Shane MacGowan drank sherry when he wrote "Fairy Tale of New York". I wish I'd gone for the sherry.
The Pogues whiskey starts with a strikingly sweet flavour, a vanilla I'm more used to from bourbons, which may be explained by the fact that The Pogues single malt is aged in bourbon barrels. The finish and the aftertaste have been described in several negative reviews as "cottony". That's the sign of rough alcohol. I could've gotten Bushmill's or Busker or Jameson. I didn't even know there was an Irish whiskey that wasn't smooth. Maybe they figured Shane MacGowan wasn't smooth?
Anyway, Merry Christmas, everyone.
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