advertisement


Virtual around the world wine tour

Marchbanks

Hat and Beard member
I was awoken this morning by the sound of church bells. I was still searching for my phone in order to ask the vicar rather grumpily why I hadn’t been warned about extra bell-ringing practice when I realised they were indicating the start of the six weeks of festivities for my birthday.

I had decided a while ago that I’d have a personal celebration project this year and drink my way virtually around the world, opening at least one bottle from every country represented in the cellars starting from the International Date Line and heading eastwards. A quick look at Cellar Tracker showed that there were fifteen such countries, so that means I’ll have to dawdle in one or two of them to fill out the six weeks. I’ll keep going until I get back to the date line, or get bored with the project, or sense that there is absolutely no interest in it whatsoever.

The first country that we come to is the USA, courtesy of Peaked Island, the westernmost of the string of islands that trail out from Alaska. Longitude 172° 26’ 35”E - thus we are actually starting in the eastern hemisphere. I might have disqualified Alaska for that reason, making Canada the first port of call, but as I don’t have any Canadian wine that’s somewhat moot.

And so the first birthday festival bottle is Au Bon Climat Isabelle Pinot Noir 2015. The fourth bottle from six I bought. The last one of these that I opened was flawed, but fortunately this is as lovely as the first two were - beautifully perfumed, delicate and fresh.

20240604220817-626f69e2-me.jpg


I’ll try to pair each evening’s listening to the wine, probably rather tenuously. I couldn’t think of anything with Isabelle in the title, but I do have Ysabel’s Table Dance. So tonight it’s Tijuana Moods by Mingus. Excellent wine, brilliant music. A fine start, which bodes well for the next six weeks.
 
I’ll try to pair each evening’s listening to the wine, probably rather tenuously. I couldn’t think of anything with Isabelle in the title, but I do have Ysabel’s Table Dance. So tonight it’s Tijuana Moods by Mingus. Excellent wine, brilliant music. A fine start, which bodes well for the next six weeks.

Ah - Tijuana Moods. What a great piece of music.

When you get round to Chile and Carmenere you might like to try Newen Afrobeat

 
  • Like
Reactions: PsB
You have to wonder if the wines will change after the passing of JC. Same concern for Musar after their guiding light went out in 2014.
 
The second bottle sees us in Darkest Peru (westernmost point 81°19′45″W, near to Punta Balcones). This is, I believe, 100% tannat - which is more in line with my personal cloddish palette than the USA’s refined, delicate offering. It’s definitely in the Montus/Bouscassé area - a good thing in my books. A little tarry, and a decent amount of blackcurrant/mulberry with sufficient tannins to appeal to my thuggish tastes without being too off-putting. Really rather delicious. Nice one, Peru, Paddington should be proud. On the rear label it states ‘ideal con carnes al horno.’ Even as a non-Hispanophone I smiled at that.

20240606221339-9bec0a90.jpg


I don’t have any Peruvian music in my collection to pair with this, so I concentrated on the name. ‘Don’ was easy…

i.php


…although I think Bat Chain Puller is a real curate’s egg (Harry Irene, anyone?) the title track may well be my favourite Beefheart piece. Any song based on the rhythm of a car’s windscreen wipers is off to a good start. Then the interlocking twin guitars in the middle section are totally insane, and surely…

It whistles like a root snatched from dry earth
Sod-bustin’ rakes with grey dust claws


…must be a reference to caring for your vines in adverse weather conditions?

For Manuel I moved on to this…

i.php


I hadn’t heard it in years. Richard was good, but Garth stole the show as ever.

All well and good, but I couldn’t help feeling I was failing to see a musical pairing that was staring me in the face. Don Henley? No, thanks… Don Pullen? Maybe… No, there it is - literally staring me in the face. ‘IMPACT - the breakthrough to the exciting world of stereo sound.’ Bought this afternoon at the local tip hospice shop for £1 and propped up against the coffee table. Tip-on sleeve, laminated, so it must be good. Side two, track five - Manuel and the Music of the Mountains. Perfect!

i.php
 
Last edited:
Peru is a tricky one. I thought I had some sort of latin/samba record from Peru but a quick search of the collection in Discogs only reveals the debut 7" by Peruvian hardcore punk band Ataque Frontal.

Not sure it's really going to set the mood for you and Lego Marchbanks settling in for the evening though.

 
Peru is a tricky one. I thought I had some sort of latin/samba record from Peru but a quick search of the collection in Discogs only reveals the debut 7" by Peruvian hardcore punk band Ataque Frontal.

Not sure it's really going to set the mood for you and Lego Marchbanks settling in for the evening though.

Ataque Frontal… two more words I understood. Perhaps I can speak Spanish after all, but never realised. Interestingly I think I can hear a musical thread leading to them from Manuel and the Music of the Mountains, and I definitely heard the lyrics ‘ideal con carnes al horno’ in the first piece on side 2.
 
Last edited:
A hop across the border to Chile (westernmost point the Taitao peninsula, 75°38′W) and a bottle of Clos des Fous Tocao 2013. It’s mostly Malbec with somewhere around one-fifth Carignan. It’s very good stuff, even if it lacks the voluptuousness of my favourite Argentinian Malbecs and has a somewhat edgier finish. Perhaps that’s because it’s conceivably past its peak, but then it cost rather less than those Argentinians when I bought it in a Wine Society clearance sale earlier this year, so no complaints whatsoever.

20240608225811-9dd9b47d-me.jpg


The only Fou I have in my collection is Le Fou Chantant, a Charles Trenet compilation. Not something I’d normally choose, but La Mer reminds me that I’ll be on the French coast soon, overseeing the European wing of the wine tour - obviously a very cheering thought.

i.php


I didn’t need any encouragement to loosen the interpretation a little bit after that and go for At the Mountains of Madness, which, of course, all right-thinking pfm’ers know is one of the absolute greatest records ever. Writing this ramble while listening to Idalah-Abal I can’t help thinking that this is the sort of music Robert Fripp was trying to achieve with the Bruford/Wetton King Crimson, and might have done if only he had been able to let himself go a bit.

i.php


The only problem with this record is that nothing can follow it - you just have to stop at the end or play it again. Jesus, we’ve now got to the two-and-a-half minute solo that starts Yatzar and it has left me breathless. Hendrix would have been proud of that one.

I’m really looking forward to hearing about Paul‘s collection of ambient hardcore barbershop quartets from Santiago, but I reckon even he will have to go a bit to beat a Trenet/Zorn juxtaposition!
 
Last edited:
Happy birthday Marchbanks, glad the vicar remembered to herald the start of your 6 weeks festivities. And cleverly timed to coincide with the election too, what fun.

The music on this potty thread, is proper potty. I like your tubey clock! Are they kinda fake tubes?

Back to wine, which is clearly a forte of yours (I'm always rather beguiled & impressed with those who know their wines, as much as I'm as often bemused too) I'm getting through a fantastic Aus grenache/ shiraz at the mo worth mentioning. Not in your league perhaps but it's a cracker.
EAC3-B67-D-E7-EE-4-AC7-B2-E5-34-A3-C23-ACB5-A.jpg



Regards, Capt
 
I’m really looking forward to hearing about Paul‘s collection of ambient hardcore barbershop quartets from Santiago, but I reckon even he will have to go a bit to beat a Trenet/Zorn juxtaposition!
Astonishingly a search of Discogs doesn't reveal any ambient hardcore barbershop quartets from Santiago in the collection.

The best I can offer is the guitarist Cristián Alvear who I saw play in London a few years back and who contributes a track to an Apartment House CD I have. He specialises in the sort of modern composition that's not always big on tunes but I find rewarding listening.

For contrast here is a short article on late 80s Chilean thrash metal written for my short lived fanzine by the nice chap from Bestial Conspiracy (apologies for the print quality - it was supposed be printed by the bloke from Chumbawamba but his machine broke.)

5N99Z2F.jpeg


qu71rTB.jpeg
 
How about this? The sort of ropey old cobblers that gave LSD a bad name :)

I don’t think I had heard HP Lovecraft before. The bark is definitely worse than the bite, isn’t it? They made me think of those Nuggets-y type bands whose psychedelic reversing and phasing effects and claviolines disguised - well, nothing much, really. Like, say, the Electric Prunes?
Happy birthday Marchbanks, glad the vicar remembered to herald the start of your 6 weeks festivities. And cleverly timed to coincide with the election too, what fun.

The music on this potty thread, is proper potty. I like your tubey clock! Are they kinda fake tubes?
Thanks. This is just the build-up though. The big day is still over a fortnight away!

Yes, they are real. I wish I’d had the sense to buy a few spares when I built the clock. They were NOS stock from old East Germany, now unavailable, absurdly expensive second-hand and even more so for the boutique facsimiles that are now being made.

Potty is good. I like potty. We need more potty postings on pfm and fewer dogmatic, didactic and passive-aggressive ones, I reckon.
The best I can offer is the guitarist Cristián Alvear who I saw play in London a few years back and who contributes a track to an Apartment House CD I have. He specialises in the sort of modern composition that's not always big on tunes but I find rewarding listening.

For contrast here is a short article on late 80s Chilean thrash metal written for my short lived fanzine by the nice chap from Bestial Conspiracy (apologies for the print quality - it was supposed be printed by the bloke from Chumbawamba but his machine broke.)
I tried with Cristián Alvear. I think it’s probably fair to say he is way above my head. Don’t give up on me yet though, there’s still a lot of world to cover.

(PS - I considered - and rejected - Voodoo Chile, so I do have some scruples.)

This is my kind of thread. Although it claims to be about wine, that’s really just a front. Already we’ve been pointed at Newen Afrobeat, Charles Trenet and HP Lovecraft, been given a grounding in Peruvian hardcore and Chilean thrash - and now Paul has let it slip that he used to be an international publishing magnate. And it’s still only the first week.
 
@Marchbanks You built that? That's really tube-groovy, man. Really splendid, you could make a mint using old 6L6's.

I concur entirely with your thoughts: more pottiness, please, Pfm.

So have you parted ways with The 'Mill, being 66 now?

Capt
 
I don’t think I had heard HP Lovecraft before. The bark is definitely worse than the bite, isn’t it? They made me think of those Nuggets-y type bands whose psychedelic reversing and phasing effects and claviolines disguised - well, nothing much, really. Like, say, the Electric Prunes?
Indeed. Now I think about it "The Emperor's New Clothes" would be a good name for a Lovecraft track, and surely Jefferson Airplane could have sued for ripping off their vocal style. In about 1976 I briefly shared a flat with a bloke who played HP Lovecraft, Ted Nugent ("Journey To The Centre Of The Mind" LOL) and Blue Oyster Cult all day and all night. It's weird but I still have a soft spot for HPL and BOC. Ted Nugent can do one though.
 
Firstly, matters arising…

@The Captain Yes, I built the clock, but from a kit. I didn’t do any of the clever electronic design or processor programming. And I’m actually 67 now, but only for two more weeks.

@vince rocker I have a soft spot for (early) BOC too - as far as Agents of Fortune. I always thought there was a good deal of tongue-in-cheek about them, especially with over-the-top stuff like five guitars playing together live. I’m with you on Ted Nugent, too.

@PsB We Marchbanks are of Norman heritage, so I would go for a Trou Normand rather than the sorbet. But there are so many opportunities to have one or two on Shiny Beast that I most likely wouldn’t be standing at the end.

Another quick border hop, and now we are in Argentina (westernmost point Cerro Agasiz, 73°30′00″W).

20240611113454-50075f51-sm.jpg


Gran Enemigo Gualtallary 2014 is apparently 85% Cab Franc and 15% Malbec. The Malbec certainly makes its presence felt - this is a long way from the Loire or even the Right Bank. It’s certainly very fine. It’s powerful and profound but… I see my brief note from my last bottle 15 months ago was ‘wonderful’. I wouldn’t go so far this time. I wonder why? Has it now seen better days? Am I in a less receptive mood? Or is it that the price has rocketed in the interim (it now costs nearly a hundred notes, twice what I paid five years ago) and I now think of it as an expensive, guilt-laden indulgence even before I’ve pulled the cork. I fear so. When I compare it to the Clos des Fous the price I paid seems good value. Double it and I don’t think so. And all, of course, wine writer driven. 99 points! Invest now!! Oh well. Let’s pass on to happier thoughts.

Finding some music to pair with the Gran Enemigo was quite tricky. I could only think of one suitable musician in my collection (see further below) so I resorted to Wikipedia. Aha!

i.php


Did you know Daniel Barenboim was born in Buenos Aires? OK, so just me that didn’t, then. I found this in the rarely-played classical vinyl section of the cupboard, next to the Jacqueline Du Pré Cello Concerto. I thought this was the less obvious choice. A Digital Recording, it states proudly, from the early 1980s. The SQ is fairly unpleasant - bright and screechy. Lovely quiet pressing though.

My other choice was easy - Rosario-born Gato Barbieri…

20240611112103-3e2277a2.jpg


…oops, I mean Rosario-born Gato Barbieri…

20240611112103-350c2fdd-me.jpg


The first piece of Gato’s playing that I think of is always the extraordinary solo on the first side of Escalator Over the Hill. The rest of the band slow to a funereal pace and his tenor wails and screams over the top. Just when you think he’s letting up he comes back and turns it up another notch. ‘So intense it nearly lifts you out of your seat’ someone - Richard Williams, I think - wrote.

But I went for Tropic Appetites as it has a higher GPM (Gato per minute) quotient. It’s got a lot in common with Escalator musically and is equally impenetrable lyrically. But it’s a lot shorter, and listening to it all in one go doesn’t feel like an intimidating task. I can’t help thinking I’m being strung along by double entendres, though. Enormous Tots? “I like to flock a lot”?? Not to mention…

i.php


As Argentina is well-represented in the cellars, I’m going to stay here for a bit longer. That means finding more music, of course. I’m rather hoping someone will tell us about their Lex Talion collection. Viking/Folk metal from Argentina sounds interesting. They certainly look the part -

20240611132239-48bb4337.jpg


and Ramiro J. Pellizzari definitely gets my vote, for being credited with guttural vocals, guitar and hurdy-gurdy.
 
I too thought of Gato (or 'Unidentified Cat' as he's apparently listed on the Carla Bley album above) but I've gone with this track by Augustin Irusta - the actor and tango enthusiast, not the goalkeeper - from the epic 1955 double LP 'Music Of The World's Peoples, Volume Three' on Folkways.

(Depending on where Marchbanks pops up next we may not have heard the last of this record...)

 


advertisement


Back
Top