There’s no shortage of (confused) personality in the last two Mr Riggs whites I’ve tasted. The trouble is, certain personalities don’t appeal to me. This comes across as an uneven, offering a degree of pleasurable companionship at times but ultimately too argumentative and demanding to invoke the desire for friendship. Maybe I would have been more open-minded in my teens…
Feral funkiness, tart and sour green apple with restrained buttery notes and some toasty, spicy oak. Has further textural dimensions in the form of almond and oat meal. Wedged in amongst this is white peach and lime. My ultimate impression is of an in-between model of Chardonnay with a degree of linearity encased by an attempt at crowd pleasing winemaker input, all disrupted by a layer of wildness. The finish isn’t great. Complex but dissonant. Like a youthful post-punk band belligerent with attitude but ultimately insecure and unassured…and rightfully so. 87
Region: Adelaide Hills
Alcohol: 13.0%
Closure: Screwcap
Price: $27
Tasted: November 2013