The latest bottling of the infamous Bruichladdich is due out from the 9th April.

“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before...” Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven, 1845.

Black Art is a decadent cuvée of Bruichladdich, crafted by Jim to be that late night, witching hour dram. It's a brazenly selfish single malt.

It's also a secretive whisky from the dark side, one where Jim plays his alchemic cards very close to his chest. An imaginative use of French and American oak casks are involved, that much we do know, but how and what he does remains Jim's secret.

Even at Bruichladdich we have learned not to pry too much; instead we have learned to trust what's in the glass, and to enjoy the unbridled pleasure of Black Art.