Orphan from the cellar, probably a GO offering… CRAZY funky in first pour, the kind of rotting vegetal, barnyard detritus that would stop millennial in their tracks–unless of course you said it was organic sustainable regenerative low-intervention woman-made indigenous natural wine, then it would be deemed BRILLIANT. But, it’s 10$ Euro plonk with no story so no one cares. The dried-spit savory dearth doesn’t really blow off, either, just continues on melding with brash structure and deep fruit. Steely and pointed, raspingly dry to the point of abrasive, at 9 I’m thinking it has another decade to go before good polish, but with so much weirdness going on… perhaps not. Ridiculously metallic in finish also–like chewing tin-foil. But not shy of fruit: a clean pie-cherry tart courses throught the middle, thin and vibrant and enjoyable–despite the shocking acid. A classic European wine of no-frills dedication to grasp and unamerican un-ripe-ness. Give me more.

2016 GRIFALCO ‘Gricos’ Aglianico del Vulture DOC Venosa Italy 13.0