“A fresh, spicy and leathery fragrance inspired by the 90’s High School years when we were dancing to heavy metal power ballads. I remember the first French kiss, tastes of gin, tequila and chewing gum stolen from the mouth of my lover, like a trophy. Distressed denim, checked shirts, leather jackets, Doc Martens and bleached hair was the uniform of our rebellion.” – Dr. Mike
The ’90’s: life is easy-breezy, ripe for the taking, full of French kisses and chewing gum. With a close-knit clan, clad in Doc Martens and old leather, carefree rebellion pulses, eager drinking sprees set to a soundtrack of power ballads, home-made mix tapes and glam rock. Androgynous, clean and sensual, Power Ballad is a scent aglow with an angsty mirth. Fresh mint floats at the top of this tremulous tumble, but it’s soon sucked into a whirlwind of bittersweet anise and animalic cumin. Grapefruit is brisk, a playful slap that calls to mind an indeterminate, teasing motion somewhere between a childish ‘Tag! You’re it!’ tap and the dominating hair-pull of a more experienced lover. Poplar bud is as fresh–and forceful–as an unexpected kiss, while cedar melting into grungy layers of careworn leather symbolizes heavy petting, forgotten cigarettes still glowing between resting fingers. Power Ballad is as exciting and fun as your first, great make-out. A mash-up of all the flavors and textures of teenage tastes, this heavy metal romance is a flash of nostalgia. Like finding a memento, lodged somewhere between gin-and-tonic sploshed vinyl, of this delightfully sentimental age, Power Ballad whips us back to the kids we were.