The shrunken head of an enemy kept as a trophy; taken for blood honour and spiritual renewal”- Dead Head Rum.
Step back in time to a Caribbean Pirate ship. The smell of the seaweed and sea-spray as you ride the plunging bows of your ship, legs apart as you balance the wild waves, your tricom (hat) balanced over one eye while the seagulls scream above you and the shouts of your crew echo in the wind.
Imagine landing your ship on a deserted island, the sound of the sand as it crunches beneath your feet, and the fear that pierces your heart as the first arrow darts from the trees. The panic as your crew is overrun by ululating, loin clothed tribes who strip you and tie you to thin tree limbs then begin to lower you into boiling pots.
Not just a beautifully crafted vessel to carry this unique rum, the Dead Head bottle respects both the spirit and the subtle messages of this ancient custom. With detailed carvings on the bottle, hemp lacings across the eyes and mouths and of course, containing the most smooth and complex of rums, the Dead Head Rum is a must try when at the Café Hemingway’s bar.
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