Because they are ‘spendthrift masochists’?
The decade of the seventies saw one abominable vintage after the other.
Chateau owners greed, heavy handed use of herbicides/pesticides and extensive plantings of young vines pushed yields through the roof.
In retrospect it seems that Mother Gaja protested by punishing the culprits with terrible weather causing rot, mildew and unripe grapes that didn’t translate into great wine cause after excessive filtrations and next to no selection (many second and third wines hadn’t been invented back then) the results where light years from truly great vintages such as 1920, 1924, 1926, 1928, 1929, 1945, 1947, 1949, 1953, 1955, 1959 and 1961. Not to speak of the many far, far superior modern great vintages such as 1982, 1990, 1996, 2000, 2005, 2009 and 2010.
Do I sound like I have encountered case after case of pathetic swill from the sixties and seventies?
You bet I have.
The most funny thing that came out of all this grimassing was when I opened a Palmer 1974 and after one sip and sniff simply painted the snow beneath my second floor window red with this chaptalized vinegar.
Looked very artistic for days
Peter
PS I once held tastings of all vintages of Latour from the fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties up to 1986.
The vintages from the seventies were described as poor, mediocre or quite pleasant, but never great as several bottles from the other decades. The fifties were