Batch cans are a series of Panhead cult classics, mostly exclusive to the taproom. and picked from Panhead's archive of small kit experimental hits, these staff and punter favourites are now yours for the taking.

As self-confessed bogans we have an attraction to black. The key to creating a silky death metal monster like Blacktop is the caramelised Golden naked Oats we've built it around. Sophisticates will detect the chocolate and coffee notes of creamy tiramisu. The rest of us will note that it matches our jeans.

A mountainous IPA. Demands to be ridden without restraint. No buffers. No dampers. Just the full feel of its melon, stone fruit and citrus vibrations with a bobbing bitter undertone.

This pickup is loaded with notes of papaya, nectarines, citrus and melon, with some bitterness in the backend for a full and balanced ride.

This pickup is loaded with notes of papaya, nectarines, citrus and melon, with some bitterness in the backend for a full and balanced ride.

Pilsner is famously Czech in origin, but here we've gone for a South Pacific hop profile in keeping with the people who brew it and drink it. Passionfruit, grapefruit and sauvignon blanc characters abound, stacked up on a robust malt base that's partly German, partly Kiwi.

XPA means Extra Pale, a product of Quickchange's lighter malt base. That delicate colour though is undercut by a glorious hit of alpha oils from Mosaic, Galaxy and Citra hops. Sometimes you don't want your mouth flayed raw and your liver worked to a standstill. Sometimes a few luscious notes of mango, guava, lychee and pineapple can be just the thing.

In hot rodding a Rat Rod is a chopped, low slung, rough and rusty special, designed for go more than show. A little like a classic hazy IPA in other words. There's a monster American hopping regime inside this unfiltered diamond, throwing the juicy orange and fruit salad characters forward without too much bitterness or malty sophistication.

In this Panhead x Rolling Stone Collaboration. NZ cult hop Nectaron® takes centre stage supported by Eclipse and Nelson Sauvin. Expect Intense tropical fruit and citrus aroma characters, just the right amount of bitterness and a smooth finish. Stomp the pedal and hit the lights. The Nays must never have it!

An easy eski companion, inspired by an iconic ride. Tropical. Juicy. A southern hemisphere sun chaser. Drop the tailgate, catch rays and recline in a wagon built for sha... sharing.

A bumper dragging, boot flapping, blistered and blistering Bel Air driven mad by its maker. Born with two wheels too many. Bought for the doors and left to fester til Russ Lowe turned it from wreck to racecar in 42 days. A quintessential gasser, deranged and named after a mate's magic act. Ain't no trailer queen. Happily thrashed metal. In a broken stone age dawn she flies so high. Strange Magic, a perfectly dishevelled '56 Chev is wheelstanding its way via video into our social feeds now. This half Sour, half Hazy IPA is also built with bits and pieces, and its bold, juicy, citrus bounce is a crowd pleaser like its namesake.

Hops are where it starts for the born-again craft head and Super Charger APA is where Panhead delivers. This is an all-American show with Centennial, Citra and Simcoe overwhelming your nose, kicking you in the taste buds and departing with more bitterness than a Palm Springs divorce. It's a seriously addictive combination.