Sweary, Messy, Tasty.

Dropping the F-bomb isn’t big or clever, kids. Unless you’re Denmark’s To Øl, that is, because they’ve just released a series of beers known as the “Fuck Art…” collection. Not nightcaps for your Granny by any means.

Recently landed on Irish shores is the beautifully named Fuck Art This Is Advertising. Allegedly, it’s a super hoppy Belgian style Quadrupel (weighing in at 11.3% ABV) and it’s housed in a typically whacky To Øl bottle, complete with instagrammed cat and puppy pictures. Fuck Art, eh?

Fuck Art This Is Advertising


This sweary chap isn’t your normal Quadrupel. I’m not one for getting too hung up on beer styles, but something I definitely do associate with Quads is subtlety and nuance. You won’t be too surprised to hear that Fuck Art demonstrates neither. Rather than romancing your palate like a bottle of Rochefort 10, it comes at you foaming at the mouth with a sledgehammer.

It pours a light brown/reddish colour and has a huge off-white head – loads and loads of thick lacing everywhere in sight. The aroma gives shedloads of sweet caramel, red berries, plums, burnt sugar, and a light nuttiness. All very ‘Quad-y’ you might be thinking, but hang on, there’s a big hit of thick piney C-hops and booze – pure American barley wine territory. The taste is rich and very sticky: lots of thick caramel and pine resin coat the mouth, with burnt brown sugar, nuts, dark fruit (prune juice is what I was getting), and an extra interesting citrus twist (think bitter orange peel). There’s a long long sticky-sweet caramel and pine resin finish which gives plenty of bitterness – it’s a real mouth-coater this one is. A bit of booze heat as it goes down, but not enough to make it rough in any way.

Well, this one doesn’t play by the rule book by any means. Neither do its other stablemates Fuck Art Let’s Dance and Fuck Art This Is Architecture (which I tasted a few weeks back in Copenhagen) – they’re as mad as a bag of spiders too. To sum up, FATIA is big, boozy, and rich with plenty of thick, resinous American hoppiness to boot. It’s tasty, but messy. Not one for the purists or those of a sensitive disposition.

You’ll pick up bottles of this for around five and a half quid in your local beer specialist now – grab a few and try aging them for a year or two, this may well be much less crazy once it’s had a chance to mellow out a bit.



About beermack

Tech is the day job, but beer's the first love. Clean and hoppy wins the race. Great to have lived in Dublin through the Irish decent beer revolution, now back in the UK plying my trade in the Big Smoke.
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