The first thing that strikes you about the Lindemans Pinot Noir is the colour. It’s really dark. Approaching Malbec dark. With some reasonable oak on the nose, the wine does not smell any significant grape derived fragrances. The wine is refreshingly juicy and the raspberry is very easy to pick out – it doesn’t take long for that flavour develop in the mouth and it makes you gulp it down because it might outstay it’s welcome if you swish it around. This is definitely a Pinot Noir for folks that are familiar and comfortable with the lumbering Shirazes, Cabernet Sauvignons and Merlots being exported from Down Under, or Up on Top as some Australians like to describe their homeland. If you like the Lindemans existing line-up, you won’t be disappointed here.
With it’s get down to business smell and single track taste range, this wine comes across as a thirty something cougar in a room full of prim and proper catholic school gals when compared to Pinot Noirs from France. After an evening with this wine, it doesn’t have to ask you how you felt about it, it is confident enough to know that you had a good time.
With this distinctive style, I wonder if it isn’t time for the Aussies to come up with their own name for home grown Pinot Noirs the way they changed Syrah to Shiraz. I suggest Peenwar or Peenwaz. What do you think?
Musical Match: The wine snob in me wants to stay true to the original French style Pinot Noir, but this when your same-old Pinot is out for a ladies night with the gals from work, and your having BBQ chicken sitting all alone watching sports on TV, you might be wondering what your old bottle of Peenwar is up to, maybe you should look it up on Facebook. Nothing but Tempted By Squeeze.