I have just read this on a great wine blog called Wine Woman and Song. I think it is brilliant needs to be printed off and posted on your bathroom mirror as a constant reminder.
Archive for July, 2010
A few weeks ago I spent a some time in Umbria, it was purely for pleasure and minimal work was involved, in fact the most taxing part of the day was playing chess with one of my brothers. The entire week was punctuated with exceptional and vast meals which cost very little.
I was going to write an entire post about Italy and the importance of food and wine there, which I feel the UK lacks sometimes. I might return to this topic once I have given it a little more thought, however for the time being I will just leave you with this photo of a sign that hangs in a tree outside a fantastic little bar in a beautiful medieval village called Monterchi.
If you are ever in the area please visit, you will be so well looked after and probably never want to leave.
Last week on a muggy Tuesday afternoon in London I trundled along to a drinks industry event called Imbibe at Earls Court. It was primarily for the on trade and not necessarily geared towards what I do but there were a few wine stands there that I wanted to check out, plus I had been invited to the Pol Roger after party so thought it was worthwhile popping in to see what it was all about.
Whereas most wine events are primarily about wine (surprisingly!) it was great to attend an event that also had a large representation from spirits and beer brands and instead of the usual wine buyers this had a large showing of young bar and restaurant staff seeking out knowledge of the products they work with everyday. It certainly created a different atmosphere, helped by the stage in the centre of the room which had a constant stream of the bar worlds top people competing in everything from mixing drinks to quizzes about everything alcoholic.
I met up with a few people and I tried some great wine but there was something far more important that got me thinking. Why are so many wines so boring?
Just to make it clear, this is nothing to do with the way wine tastes, as I said I tried some great wine but this is more to do with the way the wine industry sells it’s product and Imbibe made it very clear.
For those of you that haven’t attended a wine event, I will attempt to paint a picture of how it normally works. The typical wine stand will consist of a table, a table cloth, some wine obviously and a team of people standing behind it pouring and answering very dull questions, if you’re lucky there will be a plate of water biscuits and if they are going to town there will be a large map of the country they primarily sell wine from. Now, this serves a purpose, clearly the primary function of attending a wine show is to display wines and allow the people who could buy them a chance to taste them and pass judgement. And I guess it works but why can’t it be a little more entertaining?!
The interesting thing about Imbibe was being very easily able to see the contrast between wine and spirits and the way in which they sell themselves and this links back to branding. Take Martell Cognac, who had a stand at Imbibe last week. They had a large range available to taste and they had exactly the same floor space as many of the wine guys. However instead of simply lining their drinks up on a table and providing men in suits to answer questions they had built a beautiful oak panelled room complete with large leather wingback chairs, a fire and cabinets of drinks from which pour samples. Now as is my usual failing I didn’t take a photo and it may be that some of those details aren’t exactly correct, however that is the impression that has been etched in my mind and now every time I think of Martell, I will most likely picture that civilised and sophisticated stand.
So why can’t the wine boy’s play this game? Perhaps some would argue cost, perhaps some argue that actually the taste is far more important than the brand. However I don’t buy either of these arguments. Firstly, yes these stands can be expensive and there is not as much marketing budget in wine as in spirits. But you can create an exciting and innovative concept without having to spend a great deal and anyway many of the wine stands were probably just as expensive without the creativity. Secondly, yes of course the way the wines tastes is important but why can’t that go hand in hand with a strong image.
Without looking through my notes I can remember 3 wines I tried and that was because they were exceptional, however I could only tell you who sold two of those wines and that is only because I already buy wine from that company. I probably tried 50 wines, most were fine, all were forgettable as were the people selling them. Yet I can describe in detail a whole host of the spirits companies, even some that i didn’t even taste.
I am a great believer that drinking is often about the whole experience. Sometimes the cheapest, most agricultural of wines can taste incredible if you are drinking them with lots of friends over a delicious meal in a Tuscan farmhouse. So why when selling wines at an event in a slightly sweaty room in London do companies not sell their customers that experience, give them something to identify with as they will be the people who will then go on and sell that story to their customers.
If you can get a customer excited about the product without actually trying anything and assuming the wine doesn’t taste of vinegar and doesn’t cost a fortune it should be easy.
I maybe terribly predictable but I am more likely to spend money whilst sitting in a leather armchair than whilst I am looking at a plastic map and talking to a dull sweaty man with a typed price list. So if you want my business go and build a stand that either looks like a gentlemen’s club or a spaceship and tattoo your prices onto midgets…at least i won’t forget you in a hurry!
We wanted to create an area in our blog for stuff that we just love. This section might contain anything from other wine companies, wine makers, wines or might just be something we have come across that we just love and want to share with you.
We always want to see more stuff that we might love so please do send us suggestions of things we should see.
This section was inspired by looking at a website of a company we are about to selling wine from, it seems like as good a place as any to start from.
So, we love Some Young Punks, we are about to start selling their wines on the site, they are awesome! But so is their website. Enjoy…
Remember all suggestions very welcome!
On Saturday my sleepy rural village was perked up a bit by my brother and a group of friends visiting from London for a trip to York races. Everyone arrived on Saturday morning, and an eclectic team we were too. A wine merchant (me) two ship brokers (my brother Richard and his friend Tom), an architect (only known as Pinup), a physiotherapist (Rachel, my brothers girlfriend) and an SAS officer (who I can’t name, but let’s call him Nick Vickers).
The day started with a large brunch and plenty of fantastic Alma 4 sparkling wine (for sale from www.findwine.co.uk). And then we were off, out of the gates briskly and heading for the first bend..aka the car journey into York.
After a long and joyful queue into the city we arrived in glorious sunshine with throngs of questionably supported, faked tanned northern beauties ready to spend their winnings on weak Pimms and warm champagne and have a bloody good time doing it.
Now, I could write a lengthy and detailed account of the horses, the racegoers and the series of events that led to Cliff wearing lipstick however I want to raise a bigger question. And that is the question of champagne!
Why is it that as soon as we won a whack of cash we went straight to the bar and bought a drink that cost 10 times that of anything else, why is it that the ill supported, faked tanned lovelies make a beeline for the bright orange umbrellas of Vevue Cliquot and how is it that the majority of them could barely name a handful of wine producers, has probably never spent more than £8 for a bottle but every single one knows exactly what that orange livery means and is happy to part with more than £40 to be seen drinking a bottle. And that is an important difference; are they drinking it because they like it or because they want to be seen with it?
I am as guilty as the next person, I know I don’t love Vevue that much, yet with a pocket full of winnings, I am still drawn in by an orange umbrella and the next thing I know I have a bottle in my hand.
The power of champagne brands intrigue me because in a region where there are still many many producers, in fact in a world where there are thousands of people making wine with bubbles in why can a handful of firms have such power over people. These handful have a special power however even the word champagne can evoke irrational spending. You may never have heard of it, you will never have tasted it but if it says Champagne on the label you are willing to pay more than you would ever dream of spending on 750ml of liquid. In many respects it is the ultimate in making someone feel special and this is a reputation that has developed over many years and with countless amounts of money spent by Champagne houses on associations with the right events.
But why can’t other regional specific wines with bubbles create the same effect. Sure, currently Prosseco has a certain amount of sway. Bizarrely, I still hear people recommend Prossceo to friends as if they have made the discovery of the century, telling all their mates that they much prefer it to Champagne and it is SUCH good value!
What fascinates me is that there are many, many Prosseco producers out there but for the purposes of most recommendations the drink is clubbed together as being one thing. The Brand Prosecco completely outweighs that of any of the producers.
This is the same case with grapes like Sauvignon, Shiraz, the ultimate grape brand, Pinot Grigio! And at long last this is my point! Why can so few people identify only a handful of wine producers when they spend a great deal of their disposable income on drinking the stuff.
This may come across as suggesting that I think the majority of the British public should be more educated about wine and more involved in their choice. However, I actually believe the complete opposite. What could be more confusing than realising that you really like Shiraz from Australia only to pick one up from New Zealand and find it tastes completely different. Or even to pick a Prosecco because you have once had a good one only to find this one is completely different and actually pretty disgusting. Due to the nature of wine making it is impossible to settle on a grape as if it is a brand name.
With Champagne however you might pick up one you have never tried, it might taste worse than what you have had before, it might taste far better. But despite either of those things you will feel bloody great drinking it because it makes you feel special, exclusive, rich for a moment, sophisticated. And that is what a brand should do, it has to make you think that by being associated with it you are saying something about yourself. Then Champagne goes one step further by having a handful of producers so powerful they make you think you are the badgers nadgers by even mentioning the names. Moet, Vevue, Pol, Bollinger. Not only names most people identify with but colours, events, sports.
Champagne does for you the same as owning an Rolex, driving a Range Rover or wearing a Savile Row suit and from that point of view Champagne is actually very good value. You can show the world just how great you are and get a kick out of it for around £30 and that is a very special product.
The big question is, why can’t the rest of the wine world do something similar but for a lower price. Champagne proves wine has the ingredients create this. Of course there are some strong brands out there, Jacobs Creek, Rosemount, Casillero Del Diablo. These products sell in vast quantities because they are a safe bet and serve a purpose but I wander how often someone brings a bottle to a dinner party or recommends one to a friend as something they love drinking. Surely very few aspire to be drinking Jacobs Creek.
My view is that the majority of consumers associate even the slightest knowledge of wine as being sophisticated and therefore when someone really wants to impress they try their hardest to seek out an unknown gem, to find something that will make their friends sit up and think “Wow, Geoff must be great in bed because he has bought something called a Spatlese to dinner and I have never heard of that!”
At the end of the day Champagne is a very attainable aspiration in that you don’t actually have to be wealthy to enjoy a bottle in front of 40,000 racegoers every now and then, especially if you back the 8:1 winner in the 3.05.
But this argument is not just about aspiration in the traditional sense. Not all branding is about making you look wealthy but it has to identify something with a product, whether that is quirkiness, intelligence or being a Goth you are aspiring to something by making that association with yourself.
As far as I can think I can’t come up with a wine brand outside of Champagne that has achieved this, maybe something like Faustino Rioja, although it is definitely dated now, maybe D’arenberg but it is still quite specialist, possibly Cloudy Bay but it is more money than most would spent.
Is it even possible to create that special feeling when you are only spending a fiver? I think it is if you can make someone enjoy spending that fiver. And so instead of trying to create a wine brand perhaps the secret is to create a magic in the buying process so however much they spend or whatever they buy they feel great because they have bought it from a shot/website that impresses, intrigues or informs their peers.
Clearly if I can tap into that magic then I am onto a winner!
I am quite sure that many will completely disagree with some of this post, I would love to hear your comments. I have no particularly strong feelings but more of an intrigue about how people think.
Please do let me know beneath.
Our first foray into putting an event on for the wine trade took place on Wednesday night; a picnic in Hyde, with wine tasting, oyster eating and linen table cloths, all very civilised indeed for a Wednesday evening. Plus a revolution, I have actually taken some photographs…not loads but one is better than none!
Getting from Yorkshire to London should be very very simple, it is simple, I do the journey on a regular basis and never do I struggle. However one of the few times that I have a somewhere to be at a specific time there is an issue. Half an hour into our journey the train quietly came to a halt. Now I am no train expert but I sensed this wasn’t a scheduled stop, my first clue was that we were in the middle of a field with no platform in sight and secondly the guard said, “it’s all over, give up, go home, there’s no hope for any of us”. In reaction to this news there was a chorus of chunters, mumurs and disapproval but really very little action. An hour whizzed past and still no movement or explanation. More passionate countries would have set fire to the train and strung the guard up but we just sat there accepting of our situation…if i am honest we had very little choice in the matter, we were miles from anywhere.
After an hour or so of planning how we could postpone the picnic without upsetting everybody we finally got moving in the right direction…back on the road to picnic indulgence (well tracks).
Martin and I thought we had better relax before the evenings entertainment and so we popped into The Ledbury for a quick lunch on the way to the park…I could very easily write an entire post simply about my mackerel starter but I might have to save that for another day! Needless to say the whole thing was awesome, including a lovely bottle of White Rhone and a very kindly donated reminder of one of my favourite wines from Aidi Badenhorst in South Africa. The guy is mental but makes unreal wines with bonkers blends that just work, check them out now!
I would like to suggest that it was through expert planning and attention to detail but organising an event in the park when the world cup semi finals are on is a good idea as there is nobody around. So with our pick of the spots we carried box after box of delicious seafood, meats, tables, linen and obviously a few cases of wine into place and set about opening oysters and wine for the impending arrival of London’s wine elite.
Now, I have total faith in Scott our PR man however my stomach did drop slightly when a warden from The Royal Parks came
trotting up to our setup, questioning whether we were in possession of a picnic license! Of course we were’t in possession of a picnic license…driving license, shotgun license, library card, all these things I have but a picnic license, really?! Be warned, you now require a picnic license in you are planning a picnic for more than 30 people if it is for commercial reason in Hyde Park.
Luckily Scott did mange to persuade him that we were not professional caterers but just very civilised friends tasting some wine in the park. He scurried away and we could continue with a lovely evening.
There was a great mix of friends, bloggers, writers, wine makers and a presenter. And a very varied mix of conversation from talking twitter and blogging with Rob Macintosh, www.wineconversation.com and Mathilde Delville, to talking Fine Wine with Tina
Gellie from Decanter, the trade in general with Agata Andrzejczak from International Wine and Spirit Record, the latest release from Tony Brierley from Santa Lucia, a small but exceptional Tuscan vineyard we buy from. And just talking about pretty much everything with Joe Wadsack, a conversation which only ended at 8.45…the following morning and hence why I didn’t quite manage to get this blog out until today!
In fact so good was the conversation that we had missed the last call to exit the park and got locked in, despite certain request just to stay there it was decided that the best course of action was to perhaps slightly drunkenly hurdle the fence and make our escape and continue in a nearby pub. A suitably low bit of fence was located, nothing more than a step across onto a wall and a hop down to the pavement. (it is by Queens gate if you ever get locked in the park). Everyone easily and comfortably stepped across. However as the last merry face jumped down off the wall, we turned to see a sad and helpless Glaswegian had been left behind. Rachel McCormack, an expert in Catalan cooking, about 5ft and wearing a dress was trapped with no hope of getting out and celebrating the Spanish football victory. What followed should be written illustrated in the dictionary next to the definition of Gentleman. A team of boasters and lifters were assembled and with great skill and charm we managed to remove Rachel from the Park (of course, this is the bit that I really should have been taking photos of!)
Our first event was over but evening wasn’t however a lot of what happened is probably unrepeatable. (there was one great admission of a dalliance with a very popular female TV presenter the full story I could not possibly write up without an adult filter attached!)
Next time we will invest in a license and a ladder!