Wrapper: Undisclosed
Binder: Undisclosed
Filler: Undisclosed
Strength: Medium/Full
Size: 6 x 52 Toro
Price: $26.00
My cigars received two months of naked humidor time.
BACKGROUND:
Undisclosed. Joshing. No, not joshing. Everything about this company is mysterious other than it is a European company selling to primarily European smokers.
Who is Adrian Magnus? Is Adrian an agent for MI-5? Is Adrian’s Three Stooges poster getting enough cheese? Is Adrian he, it, or they? Is Adrian a scrapper for the WWE? Does Adrian know that Benito Mussolini is dead? So many questions. Leave your name and number in the empty Sterno can and I’ll get back to you.
A 2020 born company based in Spain. Their cigars are only available online from the manufacturer website.
The Adrian Magnus line boasts 5–12-year aged tobacco. In the case of the Black Black, tobacco is aged for 12 years. Should be ready to go.
THE WHOLE MEGILLAH:
I grumpily screeched in yesterday’s review of the Adrian Magnus Imperials (Rated 94) that customers are not allowed to buy any quantities other than a box. AM’s ears were open, and they now offer a 3 Pack solution. Good on yer’ Adrian Magnus. A weary world salutes you.
The cigar is slightly plugged. The phone rings. Dr. Rod answers. Why is he here? I didn’t invite him. Kurthy begins his sales pitch. I try to interrupt him to explain I have his PerfecDraw and two spares. He doesn’t listen…he’s on a roll. I tell him I have a toothache. The distraction works.
Yes, we are back in what I consider American Expensive Cigar Territory…or AECT 2024. I hear from Euro and Commonwealth smokers. Scorching the name of katman into cowhide for even thinking we spoiled Americans pay a lot for a cigar. Often, a single cigar of any type is $50 in Euroville. Fifty fucking bucks. Complain away my USA smoking nerds…but we got it so easy. Should I stop railing against the machine? Sure. I’ll stop.
So, this fucking AM Black Black is $26. Holy crap. (Manufacturers hate it when I curse. But since they don’t send me free cigars, I don’t give a rat’s ass. Would I stop swearing if they sent me free cigars? Sure.).
I found an itty bit about this company. The background says the company is based in Geneva, Switzerland…not Spain. Maybe it’s both. And maybe the tobacco choices are from the Dominican Republic, Nicaragua, and Ecuador…and not Cuba. If so, they need to accentuate that information instead of being cryptically vague. Jump back. Ha.
I haven’t said a bloody thing about the Black Black and I’ve already used up half of my 1100-word allotment. If I go over said quantity, Word charges me $6.50 per curse word. None of us want that.
Playing the Van Morrison album ‘Duets: Re-Working the Catalogue.’ Good shit.
Clearly, this is a Maduro. First in line: luscious, sweet notes of candied almonds, sassafras (no idea why my palate picks this up), dark chocolate, buttery malt, toffee, various spicy peppers, toasty hickory, ferret loaf, and blackstrap molasses.
Strength is out of the gate at medium/full. Oh no Mr. Bill.
The natural sweetness counters with a striking savory-ness that sparkles.
Yesterday’s AM Imperials was an excellent cigar at $16.75. Up that to $26 and this cigar is essentially $9.25 better.
A lovely Zoom with David yesterday (I’m going to get to everyone) was a lot of fun. The man is an accomplished bassist. 1970’s jazz fusion came up. As I revisited the CTI label, I was horrified to discover it all sounds like easy listening in 2024. Bummer. I got my new PC camera this morning. Holy shit I look bad. Double bummer.
A citrusy note enters. The chocolate deepens. Woodier. Spiciness is both black pepper and white pepper.
Hey, you don’t get individual flavors? So what. When I’m not upchucking my life in this vomitorium, my moments with cigars are devoid of surgically extricated flavor points. It’s just too hard to focus on that shit. The whole is better than the prickly details. Just keep on reading the name of the cigar and scrolling to the rating. No one is judging.
Creaminess finds a home. I take in all stragglers.
Such a pleasant cigar. Really.
I have no idea of the leaf stats. I am totally confused. They could be anything. There must be Nicaraguan equipment in this plump sausage. Most assuredly some Dominican. Ecuadorian? Dunno. Rich and complex and nothing like Casdagli, Lampert, IGM, Byron, or Atabey. The Black Black’s identity is all its own. Nice.
Each passing half inch increases the pleasure by a finger flogger…I raise it one penis clamp…and then backdoor with one sharpened butt plug and two ball gaggers. Who you staring at?
A wonderful floral aroma erupts followed by multiple flavors of freshly picked flowers. Lip smacking begins. A fetching array of nuances at 2” burned. 40 minutes.
Flash bang back to being young parents. Why is it that when a small child interrupts you having sex with mommy that women can always turn off the moaning switch like blinking, while men scream in horror that it all came to a decisive and abrupt end? Why is that?
The halfway point. Super boinky dark chocolate and whipped cream. An egg cream. That wonderful feeling on your tongue from the seltzer. 7-Up is also in attendance with piquant notes of lemon-lime. The Black Black is surprisingly diverse. Very smooth while growing into a strong cigar. I love power when it sneaks up on you. Don’t like blends that see first puffs blasting my toupee into the litter box. Amazon. $19.99.
Shit. Only 132 words left.
Perfect burn. Dr. Rod is still here. He won’t leave. He needs to invent a PerfecGuestDisposer.
I can’t decide if I like the Black Black Black (oops) better than the Imperials. Two very different blends.
Sweet Maduro. Stand by Me.
Not even close to being a flavor bomb. Subtle flavors in the second half.
The Black Black is a full bodied creamy, chocolaty, floral, malty, nutty, woody, tangy blend.
Next review is the Adrian Magnus Supremos.
You can purchase Adrian Magnus cigars directly from their website.
RATING: 92
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