We shall get the jazz out of the way. This is possibly my favorite compass box bottle design of all time. The simple gold marker on a black nearly but not opaque glass. The cheap box with the rather nice use of gold foil, the inner lining of the box making more snide remarks. It's just perfect. The whisky goes on to play with the chidlish "malt" drinkers who feel some kind of superiority for malt over grains...most of whom have never had quality aged grain whisky. It's a near perfect slap to the face of the snobbery of whisky's past. All and all cheers on a quality product without the stupidity! OK on to the nose. This is starting on its way to being sherry bomb territory. Spices, dark fruits, underlying custard and vanilla. You can get just on the nose oils and a touch of waxy notes, I'm down right shocked this isn't a clynelish blend, it checks all their traditional boxes. Though I certainly am not surprised that there's Caol Ila here. On the pallet the waxy fruity oily notes shine through. There's a complex sweetness overlapped in baking spices. Perhaps some notes of corn candy which I could see turning a few away, but it quickly builds back up to those fruity sherry notes that everyone buying this bottle I'd hope were coming for. The finish is long, spicy, and savory with a long underlying candy sweatness. Another just outstanding bottle from Compassbox. I was lucky to find a dusty bottle still in the wild. This bottle very much holds up with some of John's much more expensive bottles. Completely worth it and the marketing jabs just add to the fun. Imagine someone drinking this and still thinking grain whisky is somehow inferior...blasphemy to the highest order.