Best of Bordeaux. Rolf Bichsel

Best of Bordeaux - Rolf Bichsel


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Men sit on tractors and drive full barrels through the

       winery. Manual work such as foliage treatment, vine pruning, hoeing between

       the canes where the machines cannot reach, and sorting has always been per-

      formed by the wives, and the men are happy that way. ‘Petites façons' (‘small

       work'), was what they called the work of female hands, namely breaking up the

       soils between the vines with a pickaxe, whilst the men performed the ‘big work'

       consisting of clattering proudly through the vines with a team of oxen and whis-

      tling to the girls slaving away in the dirt below. Tribute should also be paid to all

       of the female figures past and present who have accompanied their husbands

       in the vineyard. They also play a leading role during the harvest, at the sorting

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       visitors are welcomed, coffee is brewed and thousands of other ‘minor details'

       are taken care of?) and even at the head of the company or in the cellar: the Fac-

      ulty of Oenology in Bordeaux now has more female students than male, which

       is as it should be.

       What makes Bordeaux so unique is the fact that production on an almost in-

      dustrial scale began here in very early times. This made the division of labour

       and specialisation essential, demanded a large amount of technical know-how,

       and soon required its own oenological faculty: techniques such as sulphuring

       barrels, injecting copper sulphate, modern pruning and organic lactic acid deg-

      radation were discovered, studied or further developed in Bordeaux, in recent

       years by researchers and in earlier eras by experienced directors of well-known

       estates and a host of nameless vineyard workers and cellar masters – the collec-

      tive memory of Bordeaux winemaking covers centuries. Estates are and were

       expansive – by the 18th century Léoville already had 200 hectares of vines, and

       the six Premiers Crus on the left bank together produce a million bottles a year.

       If an estate owner proudly explains to an awed visitor the tricks he has used

       to get the latest vintage to the wine press but then cannot find the light switch

       on the tour, and praises the beauty of his neighbour's vineyards whilst visiting

       the terraces, there is no need for concern, as he is being watched at a distance

       by the backstage crew, all competent, knowledgeable and just happy that the

       Star oenologist Michel Rolland

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       History Division of labour

       owner lets them follow their instincts. What would Lafite be without its director

       Charles Chevallier, Yquem without Pierre Lurton or winemaker Sandrine Gar-

      baye, Pichon Baron without Jean-René Matignon, Cantenac Brown without José

       Sansfin to name but a few, and what would all of these figures be without the

       hardworking bees and drones buzzing away behind them? The owners who can

       be found in the cellar of their Grand Cru even when the press is no longer there

       (I am thinking in particular of Lucien Guillemet at Boyd Cantenac) are excep-

      tions to the rule and of no detriment to quality – in fact, quite the opposite. In

       the best cases, the owner and director develop a form of symbiosis as at Pontet

       Canet for example, where the dynamic and enterprising Alfred Tesseron and

       the dour tinkerer Jean Michel Comme have formed an almost ideal business

       marriage which has now inspired a wine whose like the estate (and the world)

       has never before seen.

       And consultant oenologists? Without them nothing would happen, and the

       most important are not always the most famous. It is impossible to avoid the Pe-

      ynaud legend, not so much because of his research work as because of his ability

       to describe wine in words used by no one before him. The greatest, most price-

      less merit of a Michel Rolland is the fact that he has enticed and encouraged

       winemakers to head into their vineyards and really taste their grapes in order

       to better understand their substance and potential. Although tales of Stéphane

       Derenoncourt may have been exaggerated and occasionally become the stuff

       of legends, it is thanks to him (among others) that Saint-Emilion now has 200

       good wines rather than just 20. However, the nuts and bolts of winemaking is

       also carried out by many others, the Dubourdieus, Boissenots, Pasquets, Nav-

      arres, Olliviers and the rest, men and women who want nothing more than to

       do good work in the background, whether as researchers, analysts, laboratory

       technicians or consultants striving to create the perfect blend.

       There can be no theatrical success without critics or an audience. What is

       the value of critics? Without them there would be absolutely no activity in the

       English-speaking world. Parker and co. remain the weather gods of Bordeaux. In

       Europe their importance and in

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       uence (positive and negative!) is rather mod-

      est, although some dream of following in Parker's footsteps. This is as it should

       be – good critics should have an opinion, which you may or may not share. The

       important members of a theatre-going audience are not those who go to a per-

      formance because they want to be seen, but rather those who go because they

       are interested in the play and form an opinion with the help of critics (rather

       than one single critic). Anyone who reads between the lines and deduces that

       you can only be a Bordeaux connoisseur by being whizzed seven times around

       oenological university in a chauffeur-driven limousine with a minibar has to-

      tally missed the point. Let's not leave Bordeaux to the speculators and captains

       of industry. Anyone who would have us believe that Bordeaux belongs in a


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