The story: Ska and Camden Town. It was always going to happen, wasn’t it? We were destined to get it on. And what happened when we did hook up (it happened in the back of a van in downtown San Diego…). We drank beer, then drank some more beer, and then drank some more beer. Then someone said: Hey, imagine what would happen if Hells Lager and Modus Hoperandi combined into one super beer? That’d be awesome, man. Let’s do it. Let’s brew it! Let’s brew a Rude Boy lager hopped like a motherfucking IPA!

The taste: Just about the most handsome beer you’ll find, it’s bold gold with a fat foam on top. The aroma is insane yet delicate, all citrus fruits and resinous hops. Smooth bodied, there’s some sweet malt in the background before the ripping bitterness powers through and finishes dry, meaning you gotta get another gulp.