I like Kent, I've loved his Petite Sirahs, and I think it's great that he forges his own path working with unusual single-varietal wines like this Souzão. For that reason, I'd urge you check out other reviews in CellarTracker because I acknowledge that this review isn't representative of the status quo.
Leading off with the business end of the review...
5/5: Color was still very saturated and garnet at the edges.
8/15: Nose was almost completely absent at all phases of tasting from a variety of Mondavi & Riedel stemware over two nights of tasting.
6/10: Entry is almost creamy, which is quickly rocked back to reality when the tannins catch up with baker's chocolate, cranberry, and minerality.
7/10: The finish grows like an angry, rioting mob of tannin, chocolate, cassis, and oak and really dominates the tasting experience.
2/5: Based on the absence of fruit, I can't see the aging potential based on this bottle.
2/5: Overall, this wine came off like the last shot out of a Roman candle. With a large-boweled glass, the wine drank alright despite the thick, tannic assault. It wasn't bad, but other than being bold, it wasn't particularly noteworthy either and lacked dimension.
...which resulted in a paltry 80/100 points, which may be generous. This tastes like a well made wine that's simply just gone as dumb as Jessica Simpson. Like the the exclamation following Frank Costanza's poignant dinner table question, "Who's having sex with the hen?!?" something's missing! At this point, I'm not sure if it's better to drink the other bottle soon or sit on it for a year and hope for something magical to happen.
Monday, June 9, 2008
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