“… first the land, then all the rest.“
“… first the land,
then all the rest.”
The land belongs to those who work it, and I work my own land, a land between oak woods and mediterranean scrub up on Cilento hills, not so far from the very crystal sea of Castellabate, Agropoli, Pollica.
One vineyard to change and reactivate, hundreda of live trees to recover and put back in production, an old home with natural cellar to make functioning.
It’s in the year 2000, a number full of zeroes, the right time to start again.
I’m a music aficionado with thousands of vynils and a lot of flights of fancy.
I start to pick up olives and experiences, and follow suggestions, paths, education courses.
I leave a beautiful record shop, not without regrets, but the earth catches me and doesn’t let me go anymore.
And I thrust my hands inside.
Our wines
Primalaterra
Primalaterra is the time it takes, the time dictated by the earth and the sky, rather than by men. It is the Aglianico that is free to sleep, to wake up when it wants to, to stretch out a little and calmly, very calmly, come out of the cellar where it has been resting.
Primalaterra Riserva
The Riserva is the necessary respect for an intense, emotionally dense vintage. La Riserva is the world of untamable but finally tamed tannin, of extreme concentrations that need more wood, more time, more silence still.
Rosso del Ciglio
The Ciglio is the last part of the ridge, on which the village of Rutino lies, before it descends into the Alento valley. The Rosso is now an inhabitant of this territory, of which it wants to represent the tasty part of the local clays.
Bianco del Ciglio
In 2018, I finally decided to plant white grapevines for a wine that would be a unified whole, a natural consequence of the chosen blend. Thus, Fiano for the skeleton, the supporting structure; Falanghina to provide pulp and flesh, and Malvasia for the skin and aromas. After 5 years, the plants are mature for the first still white wine.
Malabrocca
Malabrocca makes a virtue out of necessity. It harvests all the grapes from the old vineyard usually destined for Rosso del Ciglio and Primalaterra, but in 2022 decimated by a hailstorm in August that dictated the timing and methods of processing: speed and minimal extraction. The result is a pleasant anomaly that expresses itself in an Aglianico of 12.5 alcohol, with a fresh drinkability and cheerful character.
Primmavera
Primmavera was born during the first year of the pandemic. It owes its name and its double ‘emme’ to the song Stop Bajon by Tullio De Piscopo, because the phrase resonated in my head: ‘… quando ascimm fora sarrà primmavera…’.
(And then the double emme also because Aglianico always has something extra)
Nico Rosè
Nico is the little Aglianico, the young brother, a bubbly rosé convertible that takes you around the Cilento, between bends and sunsets, without making you move from your seat.
Calabianca
Calabianca is one of the most beautiful beaches in Cilento, with a stream of smooth white stones meeting the waves of the Camerota sea. And the vines of these white grapes look southwards, towards her.
A little bit of history
