""The Tale of the Cursed Sea"" – The Last Row Pirates
Gather round, ye landlubbers and lovers of the deep, for today a storm brews not just in the skies—but in your glass!
Two years ago, a ragtag crew of rebels set sail from Marousi, Athens, carving their name into the barrels and bellies of the bold. They called themselves Last Row, and their taproom became sacred ground for hopheads and misfits alike. But now… something darker stirs beneath the surface.
To mark this legendary 2-year voyage, we at 7 Island Brewery have joined forces with the Last Row crew and brewed a dangerously smooth, double dry-hopped New England DIPA—CURSED SEA—loaded with Citra, HBC630 & Krush. But beware... this brew carries aTropical storm tale soaked in salt, shadows, and hellfire.!!
The Curse Begins…
Once mighty brewers and fearless drinkers, the Last Row crew vanished into a storm that no man could chart. Their ship, The Last Hope, was swallowed by infernal waters—waters said to be cursed by the ghosts of betrayed pirates and sea witches who guard the abyss with skeletal claws.
They were never seen again... until now.
Tonight, under a blood-red moon and with the howls of the damned in the wind, The Last Hope returns to port. Afloat once more—its crew now bone and fire, their eyes glowing gold, their laughter echoing from the deepest trenches of the underworld. Led by Captain Krushjaw, a fearsome bearded phantom with a curved glowing hook and a taste for chaos, they bring you their brew from beyond.
CURSED SEA isn’t just a beer. It’s a siren’s song in a can. One sip and you’re on the deck of a ghost ship, laughing into the void, dripping in haze and madness.
Release party is TONIGHT at Last Row in Marousi!
All brave souls are welcome aboard. Dress your worst, drink your best. The ship is docked, the barrels are tapped, and the sea is calling.
Dare you join the crew of the CURSED SEA?
“We ain’t dead, we’re just aged to perfection.” — Captain Krushjaw
Let’s set the waters on fire.
