Obviously this is a different vintage than I review, but sure is pretty picture no?
Domaine du Vissoux Beaujolais Vieilles Vignes Cuvee Traditionnelle 2007
Funny thing about this wine, I picked it up months ago from MacArthur Beverage, familiar to some here in the DC Metro region I'm sure, when on an expedition to buy some Riesling. Turns out it's imported by Weygandt, whose new shop I've been frequenting for the past couple of months. Who knew? After a decent and informative chat with the specialist on the colder regions that are handy with the Riesling grape I picked up a couple of bottles of Mosel above my normal fiscal comfort level. While about to check out the specialist pointed to the above as something I might enjoy and by the way they had it on sale for $13.99. That's definitely worth flyer. Anyhow I ended up sitting on this for six or so months before I got up the gumption to give it a go.
For a bit of context, the night before tasting this I had probably one of the most disappointing bits of vino since I've actually started paying attention to what wine I put down my gullet. The 2008 Four Vines Naked Chardonnay (stainless ferment) left me so dismayed I almost thought about chucking in this whole spoiled grape juice thing. The odd thing is it wasn't bad, it was just so impossibly boring that the sum total of my thoughts on it were "well it sure tastes wine like". Bear in mind it could just be me. Though I had a proper White Burgundy a bit later and I can't get enough of it. I'm sure it's not just a bit of wood that made the difference, given I like plenty that sits in neutral fermenting environments. I digress.
So anyhow, the entirety of my interaction with Beaujolais and/or the Gamay grape is, yes that wine. The Nouveau, which as I recall is very wet. Sometimes it's even wine-ish. Mind friends have had fabulous parties surrounding its appearance so I guess it's not all bad right? Now I've done what all good newbies do and have picked up a few books, because as the Good Lord knows one can't drink wine without a primer or two under one's belt. So If I'm to believe MacNeil, Robinson or McCarthy & Ewing-Mulligan, proper Beaujolais is "fun" and "grapey" and a bit more than that Nouveau stuff.
You know what it is. It is fun and grapey. This wine made me so impossibly happy it's hard to even put into words. Pure unadulterated joy. Now I understand there's an almighty swath of possibilities for wine reactions from "Darkened Leather Upholstered Cerebral Thought Bombs That Require Advanced Degrees in Poetry and Philosophy" seriousness to the "Dude All Out Ballz 2 the Wallz Partay Animal We Can Mix It with Fruit Right?" frivolity. And a lot in between. But this was a pure rays of sunshine, a great happiness where the flavor, for me darker version of the bright red fruits, the barest hint of structure so that the thing wasn't collapsing under it's own good timey fruitiness. But it wasn't stupid. There was some intelligence, complexity, a bit of a story going on. It reminded me a bit of some of the great sessionable Real Ale's out there where I can be very happy drinking and contemplating one glass, our I could do the whole bottle whilst solving the world's problems with friends. Take an easy sip, sure enjoyable, but you find yourself driven to come back to it after a few minutes. Then again. And again.
If this wine was a singer, it'd be Doc Watson.
I have since been told that this simple Village version isn't a patch on some of the more specific appellation versions (Moulin a Vent, Cote de Brouilly, etc.) that are out there. If y'all know, let me know. I've picked up a few and I reserve the right to say that after a drinking them that this simple old vine village plonk was really spittoon water not fit for human consumption (actually I can't really feature that at this point but I've got to leave myself an out right?).
In short I rate this at Hell Yes.