No. 88 Czech & Speake 1981 Cologne

The admittedly strange headline refers to the course of this special exception fragrance, which has a special significance for me because of the three "O´s". What's the matter with you? I'll just get going...

Top note: Black Sabbath! ....I know Yatagan already associated Black Sabbath singer Ozzy Osbourne with No 88 at the end of 2015 in a commentary. As a big fan of this (ex) band and trusting Yatagan´s Nase, I immediately ordered the fragrance blind.
And right in the beginning a guitar riff by Tony Lommi comes to my mind. He lost two fingertips in a factory accident, which meant the "end" for a guitarist at the end of the 60s. But not for Lommi! The guitarist has made and put on domes out of a bottle of detergent, shreds of an old leather jacket and wax, clamped thinner strings and tuned the guitar lower to reduce the string pressure. And with this completely new, tonally gloomy sound the foundation of Heavymetal was laid. No 88 is as loose as this Lommi guitar and has the same sound in the beginning!
Black Sabbath owes its name not only to bassist Geezer Butler. Also the demonic, satanic song lyrics mostly originate from him. If that sounds too scary to you, may you stay away from the spray button of the No 88! The 'cold breeze' is guaranteed - just a few minutes after spraying!
I also find drummer Bill Ward in this fragrance. No 88 has "boom" and punch. It starts like a drum roll and, becoming quieter, remains almost constant over the entire course.
Clearly, Ozzy's adding his mustard, too. His voice has something uncouth, wicked and dirty, like his signature scent No 88. And if you dare to enter the stage with such a voice, you should sing in a metal band! Where else?
On 17.1.2017 I wore No 88 in the Lanxess-Arena in Cologne to the farewell concert of the legendary Metal pioneers. I couldn't have made a better choice. Thanks again to Yatagan für´s attach!!!

Heart note: While Black Sabbath in the heart of No 88 becomes a little quieter, old memories come up in me - something "Ostalgic" spreads out! Life was simple and sociable in the GDR, where I grew up and lived until the fall of the wall.
There was a lot of life in the southern Thuringian pubs and it smelled like delicious food and Rhön beer from Kaltennordheim. And as `Ergoproxy´in told his commi, No 88 actually smells like beer. In addition there is a simple, tangy-fresh aftershave note, which resembles the legendary 'Tüff'.
At that time almost every car owner had patched and screwed his Trabi/Simson/MZ himself. And if you didn't have a workshop, you might have stood on the side of the road with a tool box. At the extension cord an angle grinder and go ging´s. The flying sparks stuck quite often in my nose (especially since my petrol lighter was always empty :)). Today I spray No 88 on, wait about an hour and the sparks fly again.
After work it's time to wash your hands and where soap didn't help, Linda Neutral helped. Actually it was a detergent in paste form but I didn't know anybody who used it for laundry, but there was Spee. I haven't had Linda Neutral under my nose for a long time, but if my olfactory memory doesn't cloud me, No 88 actually has that mark. It's not bad! Maybe a little "gross motor" but also clean and well maintained. And to be honest, there are enough fabric softeners on the perfume shelves - or?

Base note: No 88 presents itself as a dark man with a melancholic, bitter face over the entire course. Nevertheless, he loves action and adventure. But when he gets tired, he wants to go home to seclusion. He wants to stuff a pipe at his old wooden table and drink tea with his wife in peace of mind. It all sounds comprehensible, but his journey is like a transmigration of souls. The journey began on the 'boards that mean the world' as part of a British metal band. Finally he wandered as "Ossi" through the old GDR and ended up as East Frisian in a small hut on the Wadden Sea. Bill Ward´s Drumroll turns into a whistling wind that never sleeps in East Frisia. The wind gives off the aroma of the countless wild rose hedges that farmers have created to protect themselves from sandstorms. A little pulls through the cracks of the small hut and mixes with the warm wood, tobacco, tea and a few cinnamon stars (very close to the skin the whole).
His wife lights a candle with a match. Whether from headlights, flying sparks, a flex or candlelight, he always has a sparkle in his eyes.

Note at the end: No 88 you should never spray yourself on the clothes! Some fragrances like that, but it only unfolds on the skin.