In this my maiden narrowcast I burble, a bit drunkenly and on a controlled substance (a prescribed medication, by the way), about the vineyards and wines and terroir and so forth of Luigi Reale. I recorded this as part of an experiment last night, so you get some annoying sounds (like the consistent intake of breath reminiscent of the Beatles' sloppiness in their song "Girl" on Rubber Soul). It's a learning experience. We'll see how all this goes. Need to get Jeff involved in these 'casts -- you might be amused by our profane conversations, most profane when we 1) strongly disagree and 2) strongly agree.



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