Three Floyds says:
“A demonic Russian Style Imperial Stout, brewed with Intelligensia coffee Mexican vanilla, and Indian sugar this beer defies description, available one day a year in April at the brewery, Dark Lord Day.”
Three Floyds Dark Lord
Russian Imperial Stout, 15% ABV
Sayeth the Guys:
Karl: Here’s the majority of my notes upon ingesting my very first taste of the hoarded, much-desired, almost-impossibly-hard-to-get Russian Imperial Stout, Three Floyd’s “Dark Lord,” 2k9 edition.
“That’s kinda fucked up.”
I could leave it at that, but believe me, I really wanted to like Dark Lord. Nay, I wanted to love it. I wanted to believe that it was worth the wait the hassle, that it wasn’t entirely style over substance, that it wasn’t a manipulation of capitalism’s market scarcity that made it so heavily hunted. I wanted the beer to not only be worth my wait, but also the waits of every person who stood in line in Munster, ever person who got shafted out of it by bad distribution plans (ie: not being able to count), by the a-holes who sell this stuff on Ebay for crazy stupid prices.
It wasn’t.
Here’s what it was: Thick. A hot mess of an “all-in” brew, as though they looked at the recipes for every Russian Imperial and said “let’s just throw a bunch of stuff in there and see what happens.” It’s raisin-y and dark and boozy and no one flavor sticks out, no single thing stands up and takes notice in this beer, it’s just an amalgamation of flavors and scents and impressions mixed into a syrupy alcoholic goo.
I’m glad I finally had it. More power to those who fight the good fight to retrieve it; I shall not likely be one of them.
Andrew: When I was younger I collected baseball cards. One day I was showing my grandpa my baseball cards and explaining to him how much each card was worth. Finally he told me, “You know your cards really aren’t worth anything.” This confused me because I had a book that told me exactly how much my cards were worth. He responded, “Your cards are only worth as much as what someone is willing to pay for them.” I didn’t get it then, refused to accept this theory. But now I get it.
Why do I tell this story? 3 Floyds did a pretty impressive thing here. They’ve created such a buzz about a very rare beer that at best is a good beer and at worst is a pretty big disappointment.
Did I like the Dark Lord? Sure, it was fine. Would it be worth waiting in line for it for 6 hours or generally giving up an entire Saturday for the day? Absolutely not. I’ll admit that had this been a normal beer that I could pick up at Binny’s for $10-$15, I would have liked it just fine. But this beer, as Peter Griffin would say, insists upon itself.
There was so much going on in this extremely complex beer, that it didn’t do any one thing well. What did I all pick up on? Coffee, booze, raisins, plums, red wine, tobacco and some smokiness. But it kind of reminded me of Batch 10,000 in that someone just threw a bunch of stuff in a pot and said, TA DA!
Like Karl, I’m glad we finally got to try this, but I’ll never be a participant in Dark Lord Day. That’s not a dig on anyone who does head to Munster, IN on that day, it’s just not my thing.
Ryan: I’d love to tell you that I was the dissenter of the group and that this beer lived up to my wildest dreams and expectations. But, much like Karl and Andrew, this just fell flat for me. Not in flavor, mind you, because there was so much happening with this beer that at one point we all sat there and stared at our glasses. No one spoke. No one blinked. We just watched. Like it was a dead animal on the side of the road. I was half expecting Andrew to poke his glass with a stick to see if it would move.
There was smoke and soy sauce and salted meat and sawdust and stale coffee and plums and raisins and cherries. But I can’t say I really enjoyed the combination of those aromas and flavors. None of them melded together well and no one flavor made this beer more or less pleasant. It was just a heaping pile of scents and tastes poured in to a snifter.
The best way I could describe his beer is challenging and I don’t mean that in a flattering sense.
Did we choose the wrong Dark Lord for our introduction? Skim through the reviews on Beer Advocate and you’ll find that many people aren’t very fond of the 2009 version of this beer. We have a 2010 bottle, is that any better? And that is not a rhetorical question. I really want to know, is the 2010 Dark Lord better than the 2009? Because if it is I’ll crack it open tomorrow. I want to like this beer, I really do, but if this is Dark Lord’s best foot forward than I am demonically disappointed.




I’ve tried most if not all of the vintages of dark lord, and I’ve drunk individual bottles on several occasions. First, to answer your question, I do think the 2010 is better than the 2009, but not massively so. I actually think 2010 is my favorite vintage, although I’m not sure if this is simply because it is fresher than the other vintages. I don’t really think so though, because my second favorite in a recent vertical was the 2007.
When you get down to it, the insanely massive hype basically makes it impossible to not be let down the first time you try Dark Lord. I found the second time to be similar. Eventually though, you start to approach it not as some mystical experience, but rather just the way you would any other beer. Judging by this standard, it’s really quite good, but it really needs to be knocked off it’s pedestal to be able to appreciate this. I think the perfect way to drink it is by yourself after work on a tuesday some time, literally the opposite of a special occasion. Appreciate how massive te body is – I put a hydrometer in mine and the final gravity is high than the original gravity of many regular strength stouts, despite the 15% abv. The smoky, raisiny booziness is nice too, once you’re not expecting the heavenly host to break into song with your first sip.
So yes, try this beer again, with lower expectations. Is it worth all the rigamarole? In a word, no. But then, what could be? Go to DLD for the atmosphere of craft beer sharing commradere, stay for the opportunity to pick up a beer that is worth $15 per bottle, even if it may not be worth $50.
Very interesting. I tried a random vintage some years ago (just a few sips) and enjoyed very much. On the other hand, at a Three Floyds event several years back I loved the hell out of a Barrel Aged Dark Lord that they brought a Corny of. It was tremendously complex and HUGE. However, i’ve gotta say that perhaps there is something to be said about this beer. I mean, Ryan himself used the descriptive words “smoke,” “salted meat,” “Cherries,” and “raisins” all in one description of a beer. You have to respect a beer that can even attain that level of complexity, whether you care for the flavors or not. Hate to bring it to the snobland of wine, but there’s a lot of French wines out there that smell like a combination of blood oranges and horse manure. For some people that’s a deal breaker. For others, it an epiphany of orgasmic aromas and flavors. It is what it is.