RE: Energy Drinks Thread
02-03-2016, 06:24 AM
ILL-ADVISED ENERGY DRINK REVIEWS
SPECIAL GUEST EDITION
SPECIAL GUEST EDITION
Scale ranges from 0 to 10, with 10 being THE DEFINITIVE ENERGY DRINK EXPERIENCE
Blatantly cribbing off of Dini's established format here, it's everyone's favourite educator-mongrel, Schazer! Today I'll be reviewing:
~RAIZIN~
Because raisins. No, that's literally what drew me to this can at the convenience store. Always and forever mafia trash.
I'd made a habit of not picking up caffeinated strangers in such places after the "it's like tonic water sucked through a mechanical pencil" incident with SAMURIDE a while back, but for this I had to make an exception.
Brought to you by the Taisho Pharmaceutical Company (whose logo is also raptorial), this beverage is going for MAXIMUM EAGLE, my shitty injoke word association at odds with what the makers were probably gunning for, which is more in the vein of "rising." Hence the peppery-lookin phoenixtype. Expounding further on the packaging, the whiteish portion is matte, which for my tactile sensibilities would make for a fine addition to the BEVERAGE EXPERIENCE if I weren't putting the can down every ten seconds to write some more of this review.
Anyway.
I checked the back for any hints as to what my tastebuds are going to be fussing with, and see "ginger oil" on the ingredients list. Promising, because I do love me some ginger.
Crack the drink open and the immediate smell is lemon lime and bitters, which would lead the unwary to believe I've got a generic citrus-inspired flavour on my hands. Nope! It's definitely ginger, tongue-tinglingly so but not in a face-murdery way. Either the carbonation or the ginger or both leaves the inside of my mouth feeling like that matte part of the can, which may not be your jam if fizz is already too much for you.
Baddrink-chugging dumpster child I am, this stuff is right up my alley.
Two thirds of a can and forty minutes later, I've reached the conclusion this stuff is just ginger ale leering threateningly in your general direction. It has less of an aftertaste, and more of a post-tonsil detour into that tickly bit of your nosethroat that makes exhaling something of a gamble.
It's caffeinated enough to get me through the afternoon desk purgatory alive and perky but not suddenly jonesing to start fifty projects at once, so while it fails to deliver as an energy drink it's thoroughly palatable as a mundane afternoon beverage.
7/10
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clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow