A semblance of what was once called realism. Imagine an alchemist: they disperse a handful of golden sand into the viscous depths of alcohol (damascenone). Slowly the mineral grains begin to absorb the intoxicating, lurid cool-heat of the hooch. A magical transformation takes place: expanding and flattening, these former grains pop into light-reflecting sequins, all of which reflect the silvery blue light of the sea. Sand as we know it, recycled and reformatted, begins to reveal itself as both a byproduct and an original invention of self. In its final iteration, the saline shimmer of Muskethanol dulls into the richly colored, scratched surface of steel, all taut compression rather than disparate symphony. Discordant and harmonious all at once, this scent is an explosion, before, during and after. Wear it to demolish, demob or deconstruct and look forward to results you can’t yet imagine.
Damascenone, Catalox, Muscone