In a sea of mass produced Molson beer and ale styles, this bland Seltzer-fizzed pale lager is truly indistinguishable. Murky hop musk, toned down grain pungency and scant perfumed citrus slurp lead to soapy corn sugar finish (with honeyed biscuit bottom). Gets metallic as bottle drains.

Metallic dark amber pale lager coats smoked malt sweetness with orange citrus tartness and off-dry hop-blotched alcohol-burnt astringency, finishing like a tinny Copper Ale. Rye, fig, and herbal nuances perk up dry barleywine luster lightened by brisk water flow.

Fragrant maize sweetness, wheat-chaffed oats dryness, and grassy-hopped frayed edge define straw-hazed pale lager. Slight yeast sinew shields quaint bittersweet lemon-grapefruit rush.

Expansive Erie Canal lager immersed by pithy yeast sediment gains signature Scotch malt sweetness as orange souffle tang leads to lime-y lemon pith finish that nicely balances up-front sweetening with tartly puckered sourness. Brewery defunct: 2001.

Bland straw-cleared cumulous-headed dry lager with polite rye malt palate, thin resinous hop bitterness, minor floral stint, and moderate creaminess gets cloy despite pungently skunked waft. Misleading 5% alcohol volume vaporized by metallic watering that wouldn’t scare away novices. Once again, Sleeman finishes below Molson in yet another style category.

Musty white wine-wafted clear-toned lightweight mired by watery blandness. Frugal tart lemon dryness turns cloy by pedestrian grassy-hopped finish. Softer and paler than paltry second-rate pilsners.

Grain bitterness is just too light to carry paper thin yeast sweetness and soft creamy malt follow-up. Simple, unassuming resin-hopped finish gives it the edge over mass produced macrobrews. Brewery defunct: 2001.

Silky pearl-headed amber-yellowed lager permeates formative chaff wheat earthiness with grassy dry-hopped perk, herbaceous floral accents, and lemony zing. Cereal-barley-corn sweetness gets sour towards diacetyl finish, becoming overly cloying if warmed.

Middling double-hopped lager brings earthen wood aromatics to tart orange-oiled dryness, dusky fig-prune souring, and dank floral pastiche, settling to lemony candied tartness. Unripe apricot interlude picks up twiggy nuance to suspect tealeaf finish. Honeyed wheat tail cut short.

Scant clear-bottled pale-bodied lager lacks sufficient grain emphasis to feeble sugar water finish. Thin pilsner flow barely reveals ester-y fruit subsidy.

Originally crafted by an Italian immigrant, soft Scotch-wafted pils is as delicately simplistic as it is light-bodied and pale-toned. Instead of being a fine “alternative to table wines” (as the label proudly proclaims), its saltwatered lemon fizz, suspect corny grain mesh and baked breadstick base put it closer to a Noble-hopped Mexican brew sans the spicy tingle.

Better in bigger oilcan than plain bottle. Dour amber-grained hop toasting and slim nuttiness create complacent dry bitterness. Unsettling tinny finish arrives if warmed over. Needs more all around character. On tap, creamier malt sweetness and brisker alcohol-tinged lemon-soured swoon greaten potential.