originally posted by Levi Dalton:
I'm joining this discussion a bit late, as I have been putting in a lot of hours at the job, but coincidentally this is a subject I have been thinking a lot about lately.
My current understanding of what I myself have been interested in writing about wine is that I am concerned with wine as a part of, and through the lens of human experience. I think that we experience wine in the same way that we experience being touched by someone else, for instance. It is a sensation. And like a touch from another, it can caress, it can excite, it can be harsh, it can be inappropriate. There is feeling associated, a response.
I find the (anti)philosophy of Bishop Berkeley to have a lot of currency in my current understanding of wine. Direct knowledge of a wine seems impossible. There is a sensation, an experience, and that is what I perceive and consider.
I am not currently interested much in wine as an ideogram, whether that is "94 points" or "an expression of terroir".
I am not much interested in wine as a somewhat reminiscent semblance of other sensations. Being akin to the taste of lemons, or apricots, or cherries is such poverty stricken understanding that such parlance depresses and frustrates me. Like grappling with shadows. Really, is that the best we as humans can do? I find such language particularly false to memories. And it is the very sure sounding of it that is so wrong, and so appalling.
I am interested in understanding wine as we sense it, as part of what might be termed human experience. I am interested in understanding wine better through the stories of Eddie Remache counting looks, Chip Coen losing books, a sushi chef being lied to by Marlon Brando, my father being knocked over by a "tank", by my pushing Melissa Chong in the mud. I understand wine as I understand the other phenomenon before me: not well, bemused, and in wonderment.
I have in the past thought of writing a "musical score" for a wine. Nothing seems more boring to me now.
I experience wine as I experience a firm handshake. As I experience a blush. A lilting voice.
You take it all in.