Last week I had the local fortune of attending Revolver Brewing‘s release party for its new High Brass American Blonde Ale at Fort Worth’s Central Market location.

Unless you’ve been living under a rock located very far from Texas, you’ve heard the myth spreading about Revolver’s Blood and Honey–the beer that sounds like a Mike’s Hard Lemonade flavor and has more kick than Your Favorite IPA. The Revolver guys will be quick to remind you that they have other beers, too, but Blood and Honey is their bread and butter, so to speak. A summery beer you crave on winter nights, an unabashedly fruit-inspired brew that no dude will be ashamed of drinking. It’s been a runaway hit that has the Granbury-based brewer scrambling to expand their brewing capacity.

When I heard they were releasing a new beer that has the popularity/drinkability potential of an American Blonde, I knew I had to be there. The 98-degree temperatures at 7 PM weren’t going to stop me. I had to be one of the first of DFW’s increasingly-beer-crazy-population to try Revolver’s latest.

The heat didn’t deter anyone else, either. The line was crazy-long and pints of Blood and Honey, Bock, and High Brass were flying off the bar. When I finally got to break my Benjamin at the cash-only popup bar like a true asshole, I greedily grabbed my glass and casually cruised the crowd, sipping like I wasn’t drinking alone with a nerdy focus on beer.

With no open seats to be found I walked the crowd and noticed immediately that this was another devilish drink from head brewmaster Grant Wood and his team. Less specifically-flavored than Blood and Honey, High Brass lives up to its name as a crisp, drinkable ale. Confirmation bias had me picking up notes of polished brass among the restrained hops and classy citrus tingle; the absurd evening heat had me feeling turnt toward the bottom of my first round.

Nothing has changed, then. High Brass drinks like any American Blonde Ale, but it packs a stealthy 6.0% ABV that, like it’s popular big brother B n H, is thoroughly undetectable. Don’t take that the wrong way–if I wanted a six pack that I could drink more than two of when the mercury is up high, this would be near the top of the list. Forget Pink Panty Droppers and Jungle Juice–offer ’em a fancy craft beer in a bottle and watch chaos ensue.

Revolver Brewing is a truly Texan venture, with Wood’s exuberant return from an extended stint with Boston’s Sam Adams evident in every high-caliber, easy-drinkin’ beer they release. On a visit to the pastoral brewery last January, I got to wander the Edenically-blood orange-scented brewery and pick his brain on a non-tour day.

Sam Adams would never go for shenanigans like high-po brews masquerading as fruity, Ales named after antiquated weaponry or Stouts after controversial deep-drilling techniques (looking at you, Mother’s Little Fracker).

The freedom of expression afforded by trusting investors and a humbly talented team embodies the Texan spirit and all of its self-fulfilling clichés. Live bands, big beards, and lots of cornhole and cowboy boots take care of the rest.

Don’t mess with it, Everything’s bigger, something like that.