Woeful music in wine bars
Cheesy pop can curdle a good glass of wine, and even delay a marriage proposal
On a recent trip to Sydney, I entered a smart wine bar excited by the promise of its eclectic wine list. I left, disappointed not by the wines, but of its execrable ‘worst hits of the eighties’ music playlist. I would have stayed to savour further glasses, but Kajagoogoo got me running out the door; sounds more suited to a sickly pina colada.