On tap at Barcade, amiable golden-hued wild ale stays less frenzied than brewers’ Thing 1 and Confluence. Leathery citric-embittered barnyard acridity (typical of champagne-dried Belgian gueuze styling) spreads mouth-puckering brettanomyces souring all over tart lemon-juiced oaken cherry parch, piquant Granny Smith apple scruff, murky white grape esters and advertised dandelion-elderberry snip. Acetous white-wined raspberry vinaigrette rasp increases vinous vinegar vigor.

On tap at Barcade, bustling amber-hazed wild ale retains mild honey-glazed crystal-malted creaming to contrast leathery brettanomyces yeast funk, dry barnyard earthiness and floral citrus tartness. Unexpectedly welcomed Band Aid-like beechwood smoking and salted peppercorn nuance coat lemony Granny Smith apple, pineapple, cherry, and grape souring. An engrossing ‘confluence’ of flavors that stay light on the tongue.

On tap at Barcade, ghoulish autumnal copper-hazed wild ale retains rustic brettanomyces souring from spontaneous yeast fermentation. Dry barnyard leathering backs initial apple-soured citric tartness. At midst, Halloween-bound pumpkin-seeded toasting pleats raw molasses bittering and lemony grains of paradise acidity, contrasting subsidiary honeyed malt sweetness.

On tap at Barcade, extremely dry sour ale brings leathery brettanomyces funk to tart citric-peeled white wining, arid oaken cherry acidity, and raw-honeyed vanilla extraction. Sharper hop bittering than brewers’ Vrienden may be drawback for anyone other than hardened hopheads.