In the shadow of the comet Soundtrack: Troy - Shadow of the comet
Berghain is a place where a fragrance must be more than just an accompaniment - it must endure, penetrate, and leave its own mark. Amid flickering lights, bass, and countless merging bodies, scents gather that would immediately swallow delicate compositions. Those who want to stand out here need fragrances that do not whisper, but rather declare: "Here I am." Black Oud Extreme Amber belongs precisely in this category: dark, warm, present - and a little self-absorbed in the most charming way.
Even the first spray envelops the skin with a velvety touch, but with a statement. Amber radiates warmth and opulence, while the oud appears cultured and confident, like black velvet instead of a garish fireworks display. Sweetness, smoke, and earthy depth intertwine perfectly, densely woven, somewhat uncontrolled - a fragrance that demands and receives night, space, and attention.
In the drydown, Black Oud Extreme Amber remains powerful, does not retreat, and does not become skin-close. It intensifies, darkens in its smokiness, unmistakably reminiscent of Black Afgano Extrait de Parfum by Nasomatto - not copied, but as a sovereign, conscious reference. However, it leaves more of a wink in that direction than it says, "I replace you."
In my second round on New Year's Eve at Berghain - after the previous afternoon - the club revealed itself in full ecstasy. On the floor, bodies, light, and bass merged, the DJ kept the crowd hypnotically moving. “Shadow of the Comet” by Troy plays, a musical piece that slowly sweeps over the club like a dark comet. Deep, vibrating bass rolls like an unyielding shadow over the dancing bodies, while shimmering synthesizer flashes cut through the air like stardust. The melody builds a hypnotic tension, between chaos and control, between nihilistic ecstasy and hovering darkness. Every beat feels like a pulse that envelops everything, guiding every flow of movement - and in that moment, it feels as if time itself holds its breath. The great shadow loomed over the dancers, as if they were collectively celebrating the apocalypse. In the midst of this dynamic, Black Oud Extreme Amber felt like the dust of a comet: dark, omnipresent, unmistakable - intangible, yet present.
In the end, a fragrance remains that does not understand presence as a phase, but as a constant. Lush, self-assured, dramatic - and that’s exactly why it’s so good. Black Oud Extreme Amber knows who it is and does not apologize for it.
