The boys at BrewDog have become famous (or infamous depending on how you look at it) for their crazy, over-the-top marketing gimmicks and production of some of the strongest beer in the world. I think at times all the attention paid to their one-off uber-beer and fights with the British government overshadow the bulk of their line-up, most of which offers creative, assertive interpretations of beer.

A few weeks back, when prepping a few columns, I decided I should review one of the recent arrivals from their arsenal. Shooting blind a bit, I grabbed a four-pack of the Trashy Blonde. It is their blonde ale with a difference. I opened it not really expecting your ordinary blonde ale – and I wasn’t disillusioned.

My reaction to this beer was complex and mixed. I appreciated what it offered, but something about it didn’t really sit well with me. I will save the details for the full review (which you can read here), but I found it too lopsided. Not every beer needs to be a palate whacker. Sometimes it just needs to offer subtle, well-crafted yumminess. What I want from a blonde ale, or similar style beer, is quiet flavour and roundedness. A light, easy-drinking beer is no excuse for watery, but it shouldn’t have to apologize for being subdued.

My instinct is that the Brewdog boys couldn’t bring themselves to make a quiet beer designed for quaffing. As for their new arrivals, based upon other reports, I may have selected poorly, as some of the others are receiving much more favourable reviews. Oh well, something to look forward to this summer.