God damn this ghost just jumps onto the scene straight out of those Gin Blossoms days full of a floral tip. This exhibits that Brett c and Brett L profile with a magnificent old rug and grapefruit aspect that is limitlessly refreshing. It can easily go toe to toe with vintage lambics if cellared properly and an intense depth and complexity that goes well beyond the gentle oxy profile to a microflora aspect that spent over two decades maturing in a green glass prison, getting tart and converting to Islam.

I don’t want people to seek these out, so leave them alone. If a 2013 asshole asks you about them, perpetuate the latex rumor and tell them to suck a set of labias.