This is Dalmore at pretty much its most generic and uninspired. The exact sort of whisky that sends me running for other whiskies. It’s identifiable enough, to be fair, but in an ‘it’s so nondescript it becomes descript’ sort of way. If that makes any sense. I guess what I’m saying here is pretty much what I’ve said before about Dalmore: It seems like a whisky that is built to be the ‘typification’ of what the neophyte would expect Scotch whisky to be. The biggest problem is that it’s simply hollow. It makes me think of those old spaghetti western film sets, where the streets are lined with all of the prescribed stereotypical building fronts, but the reality is that they are nothing more than a one dimensional facade propped up for superficial effect.
Though it’s not a ‘bad’ whisky, it’s definitely uninspiring enough that I think we’ll just cut it off here. In short: I’ll pass, thanks.
Nose: Malt and caramel. Apple, pear and a touch of orange. A very dull, almost salty sherry influence. Leather. A rather muted creamy caramel note. Soft flintiness (ironic, I know).
Palate: Very translateable from nose to palate. Decent arrival, but almost immediately falls flat. Orange again. Salty leather. Barley and wet woods. Some winey sherry influence that is somewhat juicy, but also kinda overblown for this rather light drink. Moderate baking spice. Maybe a touch nutty. Flat and watery.
Thoughts: The sort of malt that makes me question the blender’s palate.
– Reviewed by: Curt
– Photo: Curt