Small Gods
A flickering lightbulb casts a haunting glow across the dark Appalachian night, making long shadows dance silently across the porch. The wind whispers through the trees carrying stolen secrets and the scent of pine. The stars shine brightly and the moon is high as your rocking chair squeaks out a gentle rhythm and all is peaceful. Suddenly, the darkness flutters. The Mothman's wings are spread wide in a horrifying silhouette, blotting out the sky as it descends upon you in a hushed, disquieting rush. The last you remember is the eyes. Those incomprehensible eyes, gleaming and sickly in the reflected lamplight as it feeds on your fear.
Mothman is a Cold Double IPA with an old school heart. Classic US Hops Cascade, Centennial and Simcoe sit on a bright and crisp lager base and deliver a huge burst of pithy citrus and resinous pine. This is backed up by solid bitterness and a crisp finish