As I write, I have just opened Jared Dixon's green-waxed and corked bottle of 2016
Jilly Field Blend the label of which features a greyscale, alert hare, the type
you see, like wallabies for example, sitting up, ears vertical, scanning and
ready to bound off in the opposite direction from what they are perceiving. The
list of grape varieties in this Field Blend is like the chants of the Catholic
liturgy for Easter: the reds being Nebbiolo, Shiraz, Tempranillo, Tannat,
Pinotage, Tinta Cao, Touriga, Barbera, and the whites being Gewurtzraminer, Chardonnay,
Viognier and Petit Manseng. Dixon took the grapes of the first rows of Mark
Kirkby's Topper's Mountain 'fruit-salad' vine plantings, which are usually
under attack from birds in the nearby bush. Dixon's hand-made wines are made
from what it to hand. He whole-bunch pressed and fermented with the abundant wild
yeast of New England and the Northern Rivers. The Field Blend's subtle, mixed
perfume is of calamine lotion, vanilla and orange peel. In colour, it's really
a deepish ruby-crimson, and that's because, despite those whites, many of the
reds are big red-wine grapes. Its palate is, not unexpectedly, surprising: at
the very end is the citrus of the whites; before that is, briefly, Turkish delight;
in the middle, some musk sticks; toward the end, some orange peel again; and at
the beginning is citrus, where the whites are very strong. So it is wine that
glides across borders.
From late 2020, I have been living in Tasmania, central north coast. I lived in Northern Rivers, NSW, Australia, 2008-2020: Zones: Northern Rivers, Norther Slopes, Granite Belt (Qld), + Canberra wines (when I stayed there) + what I bought locally. I lived in Adelaide for over 20 years. I grew up in NSW.
Monday, August 22, 2016
2016 Jilly Dick Dixon New England Shiraz Nebbiolo
Appropriately,
given the chaos-based nature of living/life, Jared Dixon, the NSW Northern Rivers young, local, emerging
wine-maker, has subtitled his 2016 Jilly Dick Dixon New England Shiraz Nebbiolo
‘addicted to the unknown’. It’s a deep, deep ruby red with an aroma of
chocolate, tobacco and wood smoke. On the palate it is mostly savoury with a
rough edge. It would be a beautiful wine with food, likely to enhance roast
chicken or meatballs. A dedication to a Dick Dixon is emblematic of the
intra-family association, not uncommon in wine-making.
Thursday, January 21, 2016
2015 Jilly Roman Giallo
Jared Dixon's 2015 Jilly Roman Giallo (or yellow) is really
extraordinary. A New England Petit Manseng, again it is a gold in colouring
with a pink edge, orange too and ale-ish similarly. If I knew what gold bullion
smelt like, I expect it would smell like this — along with being honeyed. And
on the palate, it tastes of what I imagine, somewhat fantastically, gold dust
would taste like. It's sherbet too. It is made with minimal interference, and
Dixon said the wine fought through to its fine end, like the Romans, hence the
name. The gold wax over the cork drips luxuriously down the bottle. And the
Roman Giallo is on a leather-like shield or a piece of leather-like armour.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
2015 Jilly New England Big Cats
Jared Dixon named a 2015 New England red Big Cats, the label
featuring a lion's head, because Dixon thought it was a big wine. Made from Touriga
and Tempranillo grapes, it is a deep, ruby-red velvet in colour with the
illusion of purple. There's tart hot plum in the perfume, conveying the expectation
of tannin, but it's smooth on the palate, yet with depth and length. Probably
Dixon's best red to date, it represents a mature level of winemaking. Very
drinkable, yet suited to experienced drinkers and fine dining. Very impressive.
Saturday, November 21, 2015
2014 Symphony Hill Granite Belt Pinot Gris
We are lucky to have a
winemaker running an independent, local bottle shop in a village in a regional area of NSW, Australia. Jared Dixon stocks the
Clunes Cellars as if it was his private cellar. Currently he has the gifted
Mike Hayes' wines from the Queensland Granite Belt's Symphony Hill, a
distinctive label featuring a cello, almost coloured-block-coded for different
grape varieties. To drink the Granite Belt is to drink something different than
expected of South Australia, or even the NSW Hunter Valley. To drink the
Granite Belt's Verdelho and Pinot Gris is to drink something much lighter than
expected. The 2014 Pinot Gris is the palest of pale lemon silk in colour with
just the slightest tinge of pink, so light it could be hallucinatory. It smells
of the lemon combined with pineapple. On the palate it's astringent with unripe
pine coming through
2015 Jilly White Wolf of Cumbria ENew England Rosé
In Jared Dixon's 2015 Jilly White Wolf of Cumbria Rosé,
Pinot Noir is combined with Gerwurztraminer, both from New England. The colour
is bronzed-orange pink, like shiny, new polished copper. There is strawberry
and some citrus in the perfume. The palate is salty water and preserved blood
orange or tangerine/mandarin, with honey mead on early palate and ginger in the
mid-palate. Since Dixon's inclination is food-friendly wines, I thought lusciously
about our forthcoming lamb chops while I drank a first glass.
Monday, October 5, 2015
2015 Jilly FIFO Barossa Valley
Jared Dixon's 2015 Jilly FIFO Barossa Valley Rosè is
orange-red in colour, extraordinary really, with a red fading to bronzed orange:
something like the robes of Buddhist monks. Shame they don't drink wine: they'd
look good with a glass of this in hand. It has a tart orange Mirella-jube
perfume with ripe, juicy mandarin at its edge. The oddity comes from its
combination of Marsanne (a white grape) with Grenache and Mataro (reds). So
it’s the Marsanne that gives it its tart-jube saltiness. With some cloudiness
from its limited interference ideology of making (basket-pressed, indigenous yeast), in the mouth it is interestingly
dry: you'd want to be near salt water when you drank it. A kind of
beach/desserty/ arid outlook would suit. Spain perhaps. The Middle-eastern
coast. Not quite with swimming-tog suitable, but loose-fitting clothes in
ecru/cream. A straw sunhat to boot. And, and yeah, sunglasses. Peanuts might be
your suitable companions. Or, because of the current penchant for salting
everything from caramel to chocolate to ice-cream, one could think about drinking
it with these three. It's a Rosé I would not say no to on a hot summer day. See
what liquorice would be like with it. I think cheese and bikkies would
underplay it. Olive, yes. Chips, not quite. But taramasalata, yes, and therefore
potentially caviar – but then, what do I know about that?
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