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Trance of the Pythia
Cain. I think everyone knows the biblical story of Cain and Abel. House of Orpheus generally has a penchant for placing fragrances in a religious context. Is it a tendency towards the mystical or is it about the personal search, if not even one's own eschatology? One does not know, but expectations from the consumer resonate. On the website, the perfumer is depicted as a blacksmith. A descendant of Cain, Tubal-Cain, is essentially the patriarch of all blacksmiths. Perhaps this is also implied. In any case, all of this has nothing directly to do with the scent, but it is a theme I gladly embrace.
Cain Cologne opens like a fresh cologne but immediately drifts into metallic notes. Olfactory impressions of a freshly forged sword, just quenched in cool water, emerge. You can smell the hissing, the steam, the glowing iron, and the heavy anvil. Even if the fresh notes may come from elsewhere, smoke and metal dominate anyway.
Gradually, leather emerges in the form of a worn leather jacket, which shows signs of having been intensely worn. The leather is infused with not unpleasant sweat, it is dusty, with slight traces of clay additionally on the leather boots. A smoky aura envelops the leather. So simple, yet Cain Cologne evokes these images. This inevitably raises the question of whether simplicity might be more effective. This perfume is simple but expressive.
The balsamic amber note smooths the symbolic edges, which benefits the creation here. The scent becomes more multifaceted, wearable, and intense. Unfortunately, all of this fades after about an hour. Then a gray smoky mixture remains, combined with the still smoldering metallic burn. Nothing changes from that point on. An atmospheric background noise, punctuated by reduction.
House of Orpheus is olfactorily very close to me. Almost all the fragrances from the house appeal to me, especially on a spiritual level. I do not own any of the house's fragrances, as their longevity is modest. However, the evoked mood resonates with me greatly. Pythia, the oracle of Delphi, is a kind of title, and I somehow think of the smoke, the gas mixture that, according to tales, escaped and put the oracle into a trance. Cain Cologne is a mood, a dark feeling, an expression of a searching soul. Impressive.
“Zeus, burn my mind!
Sing, Priestess, sing!
Your eyes, your chant, your ecstasy!
Pythia, sing to me!”
Cain Cologne opens like a fresh cologne but immediately drifts into metallic notes. Olfactory impressions of a freshly forged sword, just quenched in cool water, emerge. You can smell the hissing, the steam, the glowing iron, and the heavy anvil. Even if the fresh notes may come from elsewhere, smoke and metal dominate anyway.
Gradually, leather emerges in the form of a worn leather jacket, which shows signs of having been intensely worn. The leather is infused with not unpleasant sweat, it is dusty, with slight traces of clay additionally on the leather boots. A smoky aura envelops the leather. So simple, yet Cain Cologne evokes these images. This inevitably raises the question of whether simplicity might be more effective. This perfume is simple but expressive.
The balsamic amber note smooths the symbolic edges, which benefits the creation here. The scent becomes more multifaceted, wearable, and intense. Unfortunately, all of this fades after about an hour. Then a gray smoky mixture remains, combined with the still smoldering metallic burn. Nothing changes from that point on. An atmospheric background noise, punctuated by reduction.
House of Orpheus is olfactorily very close to me. Almost all the fragrances from the house appeal to me, especially on a spiritual level. I do not own any of the house's fragrances, as their longevity is modest. However, the evoked mood resonates with me greatly. Pythia, the oracle of Delphi, is a kind of title, and I somehow think of the smoke, the gas mixture that, according to tales, escaped and put the oracle into a trance. Cain Cologne is a mood, a dark feeling, an expression of a searching soul. Impressive.
“Zeus, burn my mind!
Sing, Priestess, sing!
Your eyes, your chant, your ecstasy!
Pythia, sing to me!”
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