Saturday 21 January 2012

Running With Obus

2008 Running With Bulls Tempranillo

Ahhhh, Spain. If I couldn’t live in Australia, Spain would be a more than pleasant substitute!

So many people have recounted their horror stories of Spain to me; anyone would think it’s all thieves and gypsies. I was lucky enough to have the opposite experience. There were times when things really should have gone awfully wrong, but didn’t!
I attribute this to sticking with people like me.... The metal scene in Spain was awesome!!! And metalheads look after metalheads... at least they do in Spain (cheers CP!)!

Though not screaming ‘Spanishness’, this is a damn fine version of a Tempranillo. It’s a bit bigger than I expected, in fact I thought I may have left it a bit long.... but it is Barossa, so it was safe as houses! (.......just personally, I probably prefer the Wrattonbully one....)

It has amazing colour; deep, clean garnet hues. It smells a touch savoury, as a temp should, but is backed up by plump, ripe fruit, giving it a particularly Australian weight.
Don’t be deceived, it is as dry, dry, dry as can be, with spicy white pepper and beautifully fine tannins, re-iterating the savoury beginning.

It has quite a concentrated taste, like a red wine reduction with a big blob of butter just starting to melt into it.
As it opens up, it’s like the pungency of fresh lavender when you get it on your hands, that really intense herbaceous smell, that isn’t quite pleasant but is intriguing nonetheless.

Go and find yourself some Obus to listen to! Old school Spanish metal! Fortu certainly knows how to look after people! This guy was introduced as “The Spanish Ozzy Osbourne” at which I laughed... until I googled it a few days later and he actually is! Very memorable night (that is, the bits that can be remembered)!!

Good times!!


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