Jesus, Priorat’s good

December 7, 2011 § Leave a comment

Jack Kerouac, Jean-Luc Godard & Jesus Christ walk into a wine article; who comes out alive? They all do: Priorat has the power to raise the dead. Sounds like a joke but it’s dead serious. Priorat is serious wine. It’s wine to adore, hate or fear. I adore it. It’s got the power, in the words of one of my wine heroes, Rainer Christ, to “set off impressions, visions, possibilities.” Which is why those illustrious gurus make appearances in my latest column.

Complicated times, complicated wines.

November 30, 2011 § Leave a comment

My column in the Portland Press Herald this week is a collegiate late-night bull session, or rather the kind of late-night bull session I would have had in college if I’d had better drugs. The column comes complete with a neologism; references to Salvador Dali, #Occupy, No Fear, Sophocles and Steve Jobs; and far-flung/half-successful attempts to define a new¬†weltanschauung.

Whew. As usual, I get around to a couple of wines: one red Priorat, and one white Chateauneuf-du-Pape. Complicated, struggling, all-over-the-place wines that spin one’s head. Wines like this have been made for centuries, yet they feel like the sort of wines our current insane cultural moment seems to call for.

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