La Voglia D'Amare Filippo Sorcinelli 2024

I don't like it when Sorcinelli does aquatics. There. Got that out of the way. Now to this fragrance: this does not scream aquatic to me. It is more of a concept than a standard head-on algae/mineralic/marine aquatic scent. That's why this is the first "marine" scent from Sorcinelli I actually enjoy :D It is also deceptive, at a first sniff it may seem like a bland musky slightly powdery scent (at least it did to me), but there is more to it than meets the nose: not-so-overly coconutty coconut cream meets oakmoss and tar, it just takes time to unravel. All of that with powdery orris in the background. It is not a strong scent, it does sit rather closely to skin, but that's ok. It makes me think of looking at an oil painting of the sea waves. The convexity of the thick oil strokes for each wave, white for foam, dark blue for water.

We've all been there with the marine scents à la Megamare or à la Black Sea: salt, algae, ambergris. They're authentic, they smell sea, and that's alright. But here Sorcinelli wanted to do something different than just describing a sea scent: he mixed the creaminess of coconut milk with a (reversed) opening of mandarin and pine tar - pine tar - while leaving amber and oakmoss in the (reversed) background!
The idea was to portrait the sea at dusk, when you smell the water, of course, but also a hint of the tar from the nearby road. It's strange, weird at times, but it doesn't smell bad at all. You get the creaminess of orris and coconut milk, still get some amberiness in the background, but the tar note is intense and accompanies you for the whole trip.
I wouldn't say it's an easy fragrance (none of Sorcinelli's ones is, although this is far more approachable than many others), and it takes a little courage to use it on a first date. Yet it is somehow charming to a certain extent. I'd say it's a complex and interesting scent, and I would advice it to those willing to try a marine which is out of the box.

You were now at an age where you could afford things that were unthinkable 30 years ago. It was to be a reunion with many old friends from the past. From the finca you had rented near the beach on the coast of Calabria, a few snippets of music drifted over as you retreated to the beach for a few quiet minutes to dig your feet into the still damp sand.

It had rained all day, untypical for the season, but the scent that the rain had washed from the scattered rocks - mineral, slightly salty, wet stone - was overwhelming, possessing something primal, natural. The exposed power of nature.

You had been here once before. 30 years ago. As you watched the young people a few dozen meters further down the beach, memories came flooding back. The surfboards stuck upright in the sand, the fire illegally lit on the beach, the sounds of Italo-pop carried to you by the wind, the voices and laughter, all of that you had experienced here too. It had been a long time. A touch of nostalgia spread over you.

As two of the young ladies from the group approached you, the wind carried their scent ahead. Probably some kind of sunscreen, lightly fruity-citrusy, accompanied by a subtle coconut note. But not as sweet and strong as the sunscreens you remembered from the 90s. Rather, a hint, delicately mingled with the salty sea air and the wet rocks. A few driftwood pieces that the storm had washed ashore this afternoon completed the olfactory picture perfectly. A scene by the sea that you don’t imagine, but that life has written into your biography.

*

For two years, you have started to let your hair grow long again. Perhaps a last attempt to reclaim your youth. Or maybe just an embarrassing sign of aging. Just as the setting sun kissed the surface of the sea and sent you a gigantic beam of fire made up of thousands of red-yellow-orange light spots across the water, the two girls passed by you. Blinded by the light spectacle on the water, you absentmindedly tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and blinked at the passersby. The smile that was given to you chased away your thoughtful nostalgia about lost youth. Maybe it wasn't all too late after all.
Time to return to the friends. To be able to enjoy and celebrate such old friendships here by the sea together... simply priceless.

The fourth and darkest composition in the SuperFluo? collection is wrapped in maritime blue, without 'Special Effects' in the lacquer and yet adorned with the usual silver labels.
The notes come across as rather gray, atypical for this series and more reminiscent of other collections by Sorcinelli, and that's exactly how it comes across to me.
It seems as though Sorcinelli had some incredible ideas left over from the multitude of fragrances in his recently released Memento collection just two months ago that he wanted to utilize elsewhere.

The scent starts with cold, damp notes that for me lie somewhere between cement and rocks by the coast and has none of the exuberant liveliness of the other three fragrances. And anyone hoping for creamy coconut over time will be disappointed, as it remains calm and dry, earthy-mineral, with coconut appearing in a wonderfully authentic, more savory variant known from hearty cuisine. I really like this because it doesn't come across like the sweet, often very synthetic coconut I'm used to. And even as it develops, the composition does not become any less dark, without being too dark for the summer as the general public likes it.

A wonderfully dark-earthy, savory-gourmand scent, interwoven with ambivalently warm and cold mineral notes, which will surely draw the attention of some new fans to Sorcinelli's art of fragrance. And yes, I just ordered half an hour after the announcement because I am a Sorcinelli freak.

Does anyone here still know the song "Anger" by downset., a 90s crossover band?
The titular scream of the chorus?

Those who complain about Megamare because Amber is very dominant here should steer even further clear of "La Voglia D'Amare | Filippo Sorcinelli."
This is no longer just Amber, this is AMBə⁠RRRR! (chord progression E-G-E-G-A-Ais-G)

I have been testing La Voglia D'Amare for three days.
Insight 1: La Voglia D'Amare is an absolute summer fragrance. Without heat and sweat, there is no noticeable scent development in the first 5-6 hours.
Just AMBə⁠RRRR!
The oak moss adds a bit of dry earthiness.
But above all, there is AMBə⁠RRRR!

A disappointment?

Yesterday and today, summer has made a comeback.
I am renovating an old house. The wallpaper stinks.
But all I smell is AMBə⁠RRRR!

After three hours, a creamy idea comes into play. Iris root? Maybe more as a binder.
No, it remains AMBə⁠RRRR!
But wait!
Coconut enters the scene. Edible coconut. The hairy shell is not completely off yet.
Again, a dry affair.
And, as expected, AMBə⁠RRRR!

A disappointment?

There must be more to come.
Thus, La Voglia D'Amare is a fragrance for pro wrestlers, bodybuilders, crowd surfers, shipyard workers, and large kitchen chefs.
No matter how loud it smells, you smell LOUDER.

Anyone who creates a fragrance like Io Non Ho Mani Che Mi Accarezzino Il Volto cannot get so lost.

And indeed, after four hours, the AMBə⁠RRRR! takes a back seat and can now be written as Amber again.
It happens.

The end of the deception!
La Voglia D'Amare becomes almost sweet. Powdery spicy. Wearable.
Phew, that was close.

After about six hours of physical work, a slight citrus note becomes noticeable, which can also be defined as mandarin.
I read oak tar more as a quote, as it was used to make ship wood waterproof.
The Swedish variant was called “Erzengel Tar.”
It seems that Sorcinelli cannot completely avoid clerical symbolism.

My conclusion:
La Voglia D'Amare remains a fragrance for pro wrestlers, bodybuilders, crowd surfers, shipyard workers, and large kitchen chefs, if they still want to smell acceptable and be loved after a hard day's work.

I remain free from deception, but also free from enthusiasm.