Remember back in 2011, those simpler times when Florida breweries kept knocking out sub-50 bottle releases making those Sole Comp runs look like Inbev production levels. 7venth Sun comes from that era of “ITS WIDE AWAKE AND I AM GETTING RAPED ON THE TRADE BOARDS” and 28 bottle releases of Funky Buddha Raspberry Berliners. These were things that actually happened back then.
Remember back in 2012 when these guys released a cherry coconut berliner with fucking 25 bottle run? https://dontdrinkbeer.com/2012/08/31/put-the-cherry-in-the-coconut/
Because I do. Anyway, let’s see how the intervening years has treated this Dundam giant.
Who knows the abv on this shit? Who knows anything about this except that it is a kumquat saison? Those 7S Guys are so mysterious, straight up Vincent Valentines of the berliner world.
A: This is a gritty radiant mess and I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s like seeing deep crosshatching on illustrations or single grooves in woodworking that let you know this shit is str8 grassroots. It is turbid with excessive carb that spills out onto the collar of the nicely appointed sweater. I am serious, the bottle came like that. The fuq, I know.
S: This is pure farmhouse through and through, reminds me of Logsdon seizoen bretta with that greek yogurt and lightly sharp cheesy note like cave aged cheeses. The citrus is not overwhelming and comes across less like juice and more of a wafty rind like something tropical garnishing a cruise ship drink. The whole thing feels real good, complex in layers but a simple unified approach: fruit smoothie.
T: This is less complex than the nose let on, but the trade off is that it is exceedingly crushable. The fruit bursts off of the page in embossed italicize flavor font. You get kumquat in a more manageable manner than say that acid rain that is Sour in the Rye Kumquat. It is saison first and fruit second, everyone knows their role and precisely what it is that the rock is cooking. I think the score for this beer either demanded too much or failed to appreciate the simplicity and elegance of the stripped down approach. Of course, since we have a series of instarones who are saison experts all of a sudden, anything less sour than Beatification is off style to these 2k13 tickers.
M: This is creamy with an expansive carb that almost becomes irritating because you cant grip them fruits with all that billowing creamy frothiness covering your slippery tan body, wait wut. It could be a touch drier and a bit more acidic but ho hum, it’s like complaining about not having a LAY DOWN SEAT in your flight to Dubai. Things are going pretty well either way.
D: this is crushable and I drilled this while playing Tales of Xilia, grinding away with some needless fetchquests. If you want something complex to ruminate over, I would kindly direct you to Oxbow, Stillwater, or any of the similar purveyors of those saisons with depth. This opts for sheer simple enjoyment and a flavor profile that crackles with personality and life. Plus people will probably give these away for a song since the whole fucking world is in BTAC and adjunct stout mode right now. Seeking out a saison in frozen conditions is like buying a car on a rainy day.