TN: Crozes Domaine de Thalabert 2018 Jaboulet (and Lionnet Cornas Terre Brûlée 18)

Hello everyone,

I haven’t posted for a while and this note on a wine I tried yesterday is proving popular so I thought I’d share. I hope it is of some use/interest. The Editor is the editor of my website Elitistreview, where I initially posted this. Here goes!

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I have to start this tasting note with a little bit of history; I will keep it as short as I can, but it is terribly important. This concerns the wines of Paul Jaboulet Aine– how they were, how they are, and whether one’s views can change if an aesthetic experience changes.

The great Gerard Jaboulet died after the 1997 harvest, leaving the recently released 1995 as his last truly great Hermitage La Chapelle. He left a plethora of other great wines, from Crozes-Hermitage Domaine de Thalabert to other Northern Rhône wine like Cornas Domaine Saint Pierre and even Southern Rhône appellations, from 1995 and previous vintages, as testament to his brilliance.

If you find one of Gerard’s wines that has been well-stored, you will see that he made wines that were classics of their appellations. The Northern Rhône wines, even in a hot vintage like 1995, had the cool freshness one seeks from a Syrah of that region. They may have occasionally been a little Brett-infested, but they were complex, stylish, refined and elegant.

The great family house was taken over by Nicolas Jaboulet, Gerard’s nephew, who was to drive the house in a new direction. That direction was straight down the toilet.

Everyone complained how bloody awful Nicolas’ La Chapelle (hereafter: Lash) 1998 turned out. Unfortunately (for me), they didn’t complain before I had bought two bottles and a magnum en primeur, especially unfortunately (for me) as Nicolas doubled the price of Lash. Most of mine went down the sink several years ago as no one was stupid enough to buy them from me. Bugger.

Nicolas drifted on, making rubbish, charging the earth for them and not selling enough to keep the stock price buoyant. The family house was ripe for plucking and, as no one in the family could afford to buy the place, a Swiss insurance company swiped it out of the family’s possession.

It was undoubtedly sad that a great Rhône estate, centuries old, had been snatched out of family ownership, but there was, at least, the promise of a return to high quality winemaking.

The company installed Caroline Frey, who also made wine at the insurer’s Bordeaux estate, as winemaker and we all eagerly awaited improved quality even if we feared enthusiastic pricing from a company looking to make a juicy profit.

By arse, Frey’s early wines were awful. Monolithic, alcoholic, hard and bearing little connection with the appellations they once so gloriously showcased. It was clear that if Frey had even the slightest beginnings of a model for how to make Syrah, she had only tried a handful of the more ‘tumescent’ examples from California.

I regularly choked on her Crozes, Cornas, Hermitage and other wines in the mid- to late-noughties, getting more and more convinced she had no idea how to make Northern Rhône Syrah; Barossa Syrah maybe, but not a clue about the Rhône.

As the long time reader of Elitistreview will know, I pretty much gave up drinking her foul wines and limited my connections with them to sniping about them on the pages of Elitistreview.

Now we must fast-forward twelve or so years and move to the questionable pleasure that is reading posts on Facebook. A great friend of mine, Ricard, who has a fine palate and loves the great wines I love, reported that some lunch companions of his had kindly bought a bottle of Lash 2010 for them to enjoy with their meal. I archly suggested that he would not have enjoyed that much.

“Yes, I really enjoyed it”, he replied, “The 2010 Lash is showing really well now!”

I thought he had to be joking and suggested as much.

“Oh no!”, he replied. “The 2010 is one of the great successes of the Frey family and is beginning to show gloriously well. We thought it was a really fine wine.”

I slumped back in my chair. I was shocked. Had I got so out of touch that I had missed a renaissance at the now-non-Jaboulet house of Jaboulet? Should I have been drinking the stuff I had detested over a decade ago during that decade?

A different friend of mine, Jeremy, often says, “Having one’s prejudices confirmed is most satisfying, but having one’s prejudices torpedoed under the waterline is vastly more satisfying.” So with the prospect of being vastly more satisfied I ordered a half bottle of Crozes-Hermitage Domaine de Thalabert 2018 from Jaboulet – with Ricard confirming it was lovely.

I kept the bottle hidden and just before lunch today I sprang it blind on The Editor.

The fun continues in the note below…

Crozes-Hermitage ‘Domaine de Thalabert’ 2018, Paul Jaboulet Aine

I put a Riedel Syrah glass in front of The Editor and myself and pour us each a slug from an unmarked bottle. “Tell me what it is like! Tell me what it is!”, I urge him.

“Bloody hell, it is really big and boozy!”, The Editor reports.

“That is probably just the vintage.”, I reassure him. “Think more about what varietal it is like. What characteristics it has.”

“It does not have much character beyond the huge amount of booze and slight aromas of overripe cherries, a bit stewed.”, He says, “That fruit is a bit Cinsault-like, but it does not have much of its other characteristics. I know it is not going to be Grenache from you, it is not Mourvèdre and there is no way this is Pinot. It does not smell of any real varietal, there is little character beyond it being hot and alcoholic.”

I am more than a little perturbed by this. The Editor is a skilled taster and a remarkably good blind taster, so I check the nose myself.

The Editor is right. It is a solid edifice of alcohol and enzymatically extracted tannin. Saying it is monolithic is ascribing too many dimensions to it.

However, I keep my face from looking aghast and tell The Editor that the wine is Syrah.

He scoffs and says that it is nothing like any of the South African stuff I have been opening recently. I confirm it is not South African.

“Ah!”, says The Editor, realisation apparently striking him, “It is Californian!”

On the inside of my face, a most satisfied grin is beginning to form, but I remain outwardly unperturbed. “No, it is not Californian.”, I inform The Editor.

“Oh this is one of those Northern Rhône Cornas from someone who really extracts the wine like Colombo.”, he attempts, at least landing in the correct viticultural zone this time.

I tell him that it is indeed Northern Rhône, but not Cornas. He protests that it is so big, boozy and butch, showing so little other characteristics, that it could only be Cornas from a producer I hate that I have only poured to remind us of the evil filth we hate. That grin on the inside of my face gets even more satisfied.

I insist it is not Cornas, and so he goes through every other Northern Rhône appellation with increasing desperation until the only one he has to guess is Crozes.

“This cannot be Crozes!”, ejaculates The Editor, “It is so big, so heavy! There is no freshness, no elegance. It does not smell like Crozes, it smells of very little apart from alcohol!”

I have a quick smell and taste. Yes, it smells nothing like Crozes, it is completely atypical, just an overripe lump of a wine.

Now, do not come to me saying that it is just the vintage or The Editor and I are incapable of assessing young wine. Leaving The Editor’s prodigious oenological skills to one side, I have simply tasted more wines at every stage in their development than you, I do not care who you are, I have, and then gone on to identify them blind several years later.

This wine bears no relation to the fresh, lively Crozes of Gerard Jaboulet. You may recall I wrote his wines were ‘complex, stylish, refined and elegant’; of those characteristics this wine is only ‘stylish’ and that style is ‘Parkerised to a fabulous degree’.

We discuss the wine further: its emetically harsh tannins, lack of refreshment, lack of complexity and lack of anything fruity beyond hints of cherry jam – there is no pepper, no spice, just awfulness. The Editor is appalled that someone could make such a thing and admits he has no clue what criminal could do such a thing to Crozes.

I lift the bottle from its hiding place and announce it, “This is Crozes-Hermitage Domaine de Thalabert 2018 from Jaboulet.”

“Ah,” says The Editor, “that’s how I remember them!”

And it is how I remember them.

I was right!


Note:

Just in case any of you are unconvinced by my desire to challenge my prejudices, I have actually purchased more Jaboulet than this half bottle. I got a couple of 2020s en primeur, a Domaine de Thalabert and a Cornas Domaine Saint Pierre. I will leave them in storage for long enough for them to have realistically gained some maturity. I will taste them then and, if Elitistreview has not been banned because of the ever longer reach of the anti-alcohol lobby’s actions, I will report on them then. Who is up for betting against me?

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That’s it, sorry it is so long, but there was a lot of examine in this wine. I wish I hadn’t examined it, it all honesty. But we live and learn!

Thank you, and good morning!

Anon,
Davy.

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Hi Davy, thanks for a great well written and thoroughly enjoyable post. I was hoping for a happier outcome but c’est la vie eh.

I have one bottle of Jaboulet in the cellar which is the 1991 La Chapelle that I bought at auction about 10 years ago.

Cheers Brodie

Hi Brodie,

Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed the note. It was a disappointing result really, I had really hoped for a happy experience, but there you go…

Some people really like Lash 91, but I’ve only had one good bottle out of the few dozen I’ve tried. That being said, that one good bottle was absolutely fantastic, not poxed by Brett and explendently complex and refined. You may be in luck!

Thank you again!

Anon,
Davy.

Fun read. Your experience mirrors mine. Love them from the 80’s. Late 90’s and early '00s disappointing. Tasted many Jaboulet wines on release from vintages in the 2010 - 2015 range and virtually every bottle lacking any true Northern Rhone character. John Gilman seems to like some of the new releases so I too am trying not to hold any prejudices against them and keep an open mind when/if I taste any new releases.

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Thank you, Chris, I’m pleased you enjoyed it. I really hoped I’d enjoy the wine, but my hopes were cruelly dashed against rocks of purest tannin. Don’t do what I did and buy 2020s without tasting samples first!

Cheers!

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Nice to see you back, David.

I liked the '10 and '16 Thalaberts, which I found balanced in a fairly big style. But the '15 matched your description of the '18 – overripe and boozy.

Time to open a '10 and check in. I haven’t tried one in a number of years.

Keep an open mind, John! Don’t think of the money you’ve spent, think of the qualities of the wine and then think about the piles of sponds you could make selling the monolithic rubbish to a fad following fool!

Cheers!

I read this on your website yesterday, David. What a great read. I really enjoyed it.
Alex

Thank you, Alex! I’m glad I could provide some enjoyment. I have to say it was fun to bash out all 1,500+ words, but it set my fibromyalgia off something rotten. Ah well, I’ll stop hurting in a day or two…

Cheers!

A delightful read (albeit also tragic), thank you.

I have 2 of the 2017 bought on a whim to see what it’s currently like; this is not encouraging. Back when I (and the world) was younger this used to be one of the goto value N Rhônes. Through the 70s and 80s was a house red. So sad.

I think most 18 northern rhone is pretty big and boozy, even Allemand, Chave and Gonon. Hopefully it’ll eventually settle down.

Glad you found it delightful, Richard.

If you want value and quality in Crozes the places to buy are Colombier Cuvée Gaby (that I really rather like and it is cheap as chips. I like the white, too) and Graillot’s basic which is still quite reasonably priced (assuming that you can find someone with stock hitsfan ). I like that Graillot (son, of course; sad loss of Alain, I was so upset and greatly miss our chats) bottle the blanc with a screw cap, it is really rather nice (if a bit odd - don’t knock it, it works for me!). Maxime Graillot’s Domaine des Lises will do for party wine. It’s Gaby and Graillot that’ll really pleasure you and live in the cellar for a decent length of time.

Anyway, I’m rambling.

Cheers!

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Yawn! Tried loads and very few as monolithic and horrible as this. You must have missed the part in the article where I suggested people avoid making this banal suggestion.

If you don’t think the vintage matters, I’m not sure what to tell you. The 16 Thalabert is a perfectly ok if boring wine that’s easily identifiable as northern Rhone.

No, I didn’’t say that vintage doesn’t matter. Quite the reverse, I said that we are capable of judging the qualities of a wine given the qualities of a vintage. I’ve been buying and drinking 2018 Rhône’s like there’s no tomorrow and, yes, they are big, but this wine goes beyond that and follows the emetic pattern of all the wines I tried a decade+ ago.

I’m going to wait until someone has something to say that I didn’t explicitly state in my article.

Fun story - it’s always nice to be right.

Among Crozes, I enjoy Domaine Rousset’s Les Picaudières - cracking good wine, real sense of place.

Thank you, Zachary, I shall search for it tonight!

Cheers!

I’m opening two 2018 Northern Rhônes tonight for dinner - Graillot Guiraude and Jamet CR - and I admit I am a little concerned regarding potential lack of typicity in these, given the warm vintage (not concerned about abv or ‘size’ per se).

It is not a typical vintage and, unless you’ve drank a lot of them and other similar vintages in the past, you are likely to find them unusually big and structured. Is there not something more approachable you could open? 2017s are delicious now (even if you really should be keeping them). 2018s need a few years before you pop. Seriously!

Cheers!

Great post Davy, and always fun to read different viewpoints. I remember your post on the 2003 PJA ‘Roure’ Crozes - which you hated - and it was one of my favorite wines consumed whenever I had it.

So I must be the only (confessed) person on WB who’s buying occasional PJA wines after/because Frey is involved, especially in recent years.

At least one thing to note with modern Thalabert, vis a vis the old ones, is how much larger the production is now, from new vines that have come on stream. I can’t remember if it was John Morris or JLL who pointed some figures out on that, but it was something like a multiple increase, not a mere percentage bump. So it’s more than just winemaking processes that have changed, but the raw quantity/quality of the grapes.

And glad to see you are back sharing thoughts here