Oh, the kids today are not alright. What is it about the continual dumbing down of America that each generation passes to the next? Some of you remember how it was forbidden to listen to “pagan worship” music in Elvis Presley and Chubby Checker. Others remember how mom refused to buy you any Beatles 45s. Life took a severe downward spiral with the release of “Saturday Night Fever”. Then came the oh-so-awful 80’s, at which time the parents gave up and allowed “generation lost” to succumb to the likes of this century’s Britney Spears and Avril Lavigne. Then, life appeared to stabilize until…
Omfg… I really disdain harping on this 13 year-old, but Rebecca Black’s “music” video (or try this link) has given everyone a preview of what the next generation will be influenced by. Caution: keep the volume down when watching the video AND please don’t try to make sense of the lyrics…after all, this song will soon be appearing in every neighborhood unlicensed daycare room in teaching about the days of the week. In the span of just over a week, “Black Plague” has overtaken “Bieber Fever” and Lady Gaga (which actually is a good thing), cracked the top-20 in iTunes downloads, drawn the envy of Simon Cowell, and a Rolling Stone magazine critic admits “everything that it does ‘wrong’, but it actually gets a lot of things about pop music right, if just by accident.” All I can say is she’s doing good by donating the proceeds to the Japan earthquake relief effort. And, that alone is worth the now perpetual repeating of the “Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday…” in my head. No pain, no gain.
And, remember the sounds of the ice cream truck in your neighborhood? Remember how you stopped whatever it was you were doing and ran out into the street with your life savings, all to get that chocolate-covered ice cream on a stick? Well, on Staten Island, when the Lickity Split ice cream truck dropped by its pre-arranged locations, in addition to the ice cream cones and sandwiches on the menu, the 40 year-old driver also sold…some 40,000 oxycodone pills illegally procured from forged prescriptions, which netted him over $1 million. Da-yum, I’m in the wrong business…
You know you saw this at Costco. “92 Wine Spectator” was the lure…for $14.99. Okay, so I recently reviewed a wine that hit those specs bullseye, and that got me thinking what this major rag (with out-of-State reviewers who were given this wine free) is trying to accomplish. After all, this is the same periodical that bequeathed it’s “most exciting wine” in 2009 to its “sister” winery. Whatever that means. Many have accused such a decision as influenced by advertising dollars paid (in bundles) in a form of “purchased placement.” Well, hey here’s a news flash: that’s how it works in the world of major media. And, hey, here’s another news flash: if you support such media organizations, then congratulations, that thinking is an extension of your mentality so stop whining about it. There’s nothing wrong about that system if that’s how you buy wine.
Of course, it doesn’t work that way at your workplace, now, does it? I call it simply “corruption,” “bribery,” “Walla Washington Wine Report,” and “Paul’s Unfined, Unfiltered, Unskilled-Writing, and Unfunny Wine Blog.”
Food pairing was a thick slab of pork cutlet with accompanying barbecue sauce. Mmmm, yes!
Tasted at 58-63 degrees on the IR temp gun. Dense, deep purple in the Riedel, with initial scents of cured meats (takes over from 63 degrees) followed by black cherry creme. A welterweight on the palate, the trail of flavors starts with a bloom, then sweet black cherries, drying tannins, blackberry, tangy cherries, and Luden’s cherry drops on a moderate finish.
Alcohol: 14.5%. Aged 65% in new oak for 18 months. TA 0.49%. pH 3.79. 10% cab sau. 9000 cases. Website retail: $25. Horse Heaven Hills AVA. Rated: 90. Value: $16. Paid: $15. Music pairing: “Will You Love Me Tomorrow?” by The Shirelles. This is WAwineman…uncorked, uneducated but not uncouth.
FYI: The Shirelles were the first all-girl group to score a Billboard number 1 hit in the U.S. with this song in 1961, just like Chateau Ste. Michelle’s current proclamation as “Washington’s Founding Winery” (even though readers know they actually “bought” the license of the State’s eighth bonded winery (in a merger long ago) to be “technically” the oldest commercial winery). And, the Broadway play about The Shirelles, “Baby It’s You,” will begin its run at the Broadhurst Theater on March 26.