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10/11/2023
NuiWhakakore
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Call me captain
He was standing on his bridge when it started, and it started innocently enough. Whales were swimming at some distance next to the Miss Fortune, not so unusual for these waters. One of the whales came closer, spraying its spray, and suddenly it smelled quite strange. Fresh and spicy, of lemons and some tobacco, but mostly of sweet, strong rum. The men, of course, immediately flocked to the railing; the morning ration had been over an hour ago. Only Pavlov, the ship's dog, was quietly hiding behind a roll of rope.
Shortly after, the whale rammed them the first time. A good dozen men went overboard and paddled in the sea. But only briefly, because the monster came back and pulled them under the water. No one surfaced again.
So it went for hours now: each new attack was preceded by a wave of good smells, as if to taunt them. In the case of an attack, it was spicy flowers and dry wood, the latter of which might have come from the splintered main mast. The poor devils who hoisted the main sail didn't care. Hard to say who had it worse, those who fell into the water or those who landed on the deck.
Now, just 3 hours after it had started, there wasn't much left of the once beautiful Miss Fortune. The captain guessed that the next attack would be the last, and that's when he saw the cloud of spray. Only this time it wasn't just spray, something gray, misshapen, large came flying towards him in a high arc. Again it smelled damn good, spicy, resinous, a little smoky and just slightly vanilla. Oh great, thought the captain, I'll just die under a ton of whale vomit. Then it went dark...
... and he woke up drenched in sweat. Next to him was the book in which he had previously read. What a nightmare-inducing piece of trash. Herman Melville, surely another one of those fake Frenchmen. He was about to throw it out the window into the sea when he had an idea. It was already beautifully bound in leather and printed on fine paper. The captain jammed the thick book under his arm and shuffled towards the lavatory.
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The noble man opens with fruity, but not too fresh citrus. The fresh component comes to my mind rather by the ginger, which harmonizes very well with the spicy notes (cardamom is very well met here). A little tobacco resonates as well. The whole is sweet, but for me still okay. After 5 minutes, however, a strong rum note comes into the fragrance and that pushes him then unfortunately over my personal sweet limit.
When reading the pyramid I had also expected so. What I had also expected is that the fragrance to the base is successively even sweeter or at least maintains the initial sweetness. But it does not, with receding the rum note, the sweetness decreases again and has arrived after about an hour again in my tolerable range (the rum remains recognizable, but is no longer scent-determining). Before that, flowers enter the fragrance, but they remain discreetly in the background. Rose geranium and jasmine I would let apply, but they are not clearly recognizable for me. Dry wood is also recognizable, but even here I would not have guessed sandalwood.
Towards the base, the fragrance becomes a bit fresher. Ginger, pepper and perhaps some moss draw responsible for this. This freshness and the woody notes give me the impression of a cedar and not sandalwood. Doesn't matter of course, I prefer it anyway. The almost inevitable MGO vanilla resin base also plays a role here, but is very subtle, especially as far as the vanilla is concerned. And here I recognize also times something amber; spicy, slightly smoky, warm.
From Noble Man one has long what, the environment, however, only the first hour, then he withdraws strongly. So you can enjoy the fading of the (few) vanilla and only a nice mixture of slightly fruity amber and spicy-smoky amber with some wood remains.
If it weren't for the somewhat exuberant sweetness of the rum in the first hour, it would be a pretty perfect scent for me. However, it seems to no longer exist anyway, at least it can not be found on the MGO site (but on eBay). Who has a higher sweetness tolerance, should test the...
Shortly after, the whale rammed them the first time. A good dozen men went overboard and paddled in the sea. But only briefly, because the monster came back and pulled them under the water. No one surfaced again.
So it went for hours now: each new attack was preceded by a wave of good smells, as if to taunt them. In the case of an attack, it was spicy flowers and dry wood, the latter of which might have come from the splintered main mast. The poor devils who hoisted the main sail didn't care. Hard to say who had it worse, those who fell into the water or those who landed on the deck.
Now, just 3 hours after it had started, there wasn't much left of the once beautiful Miss Fortune. The captain guessed that the next attack would be the last, and that's when he saw the cloud of spray. Only this time it wasn't just spray, something gray, misshapen, large came flying towards him in a high arc. Again it smelled damn good, spicy, resinous, a little smoky and just slightly vanilla. Oh great, thought the captain, I'll just die under a ton of whale vomit. Then it went dark...
... and he woke up drenched in sweat. Next to him was the book in which he had previously read. What a nightmare-inducing piece of trash. Herman Melville, surely another one of those fake Frenchmen. He was about to throw it out the window into the sea when he had an idea. It was already beautifully bound in leather and printed on fine paper. The captain jammed the thick book under his arm and shuffled towards the lavatory.
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The noble man opens with fruity, but not too fresh citrus. The fresh component comes to my mind rather by the ginger, which harmonizes very well with the spicy notes (cardamom is very well met here). A little tobacco resonates as well. The whole is sweet, but for me still okay. After 5 minutes, however, a strong rum note comes into the fragrance and that pushes him then unfortunately over my personal sweet limit.
When reading the pyramid I had also expected so. What I had also expected is that the fragrance to the base is successively even sweeter or at least maintains the initial sweetness. But it does not, with receding the rum note, the sweetness decreases again and has arrived after about an hour again in my tolerable range (the rum remains recognizable, but is no longer scent-determining). Before that, flowers enter the fragrance, but they remain discreetly in the background. Rose geranium and jasmine I would let apply, but they are not clearly recognizable for me. Dry wood is also recognizable, but even here I would not have guessed sandalwood.
Towards the base, the fragrance becomes a bit fresher. Ginger, pepper and perhaps some moss draw responsible for this. This freshness and the woody notes give me the impression of a cedar and not sandalwood. Doesn't matter of course, I prefer it anyway. The almost inevitable MGO vanilla resin base also plays a role here, but is very subtle, especially as far as the vanilla is concerned. And here I recognize also times something amber; spicy, slightly smoky, warm.
From Noble Man one has long what, the environment, however, only the first hour, then he withdraws strongly. So you can enjoy the fading of the (few) vanilla and only a nice mixture of slightly fruity amber and spicy-smoky amber with some wood remains.
If it weren't for the somewhat exuberant sweetness of the rum in the first hour, it would be a pretty perfect scent for me. However, it seems to no longer exist anyway, at least it can not be found on the MGO site (but on eBay). Who has a higher sweetness tolerance, should test the...
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