Surprisingly enough (at least to me), it turned out that Hoagland did indeed know Young personally. It appeared to me that he was simply writing about Young through his poems until I read it a few more times and saw the clues: “I worry that California has turned him into a sushi-seater in a cravat”. It now seems to me that Hoagland is criticising Young and his attitude. Wine seems to play much less of an importance to his criticism than expected from the title; it seems more so that he is talking about his im