Little Song Meo Fusciuni 2018

An artist's studio. A small room, closed air, the light barely penetrating through the heavy curtains. Old and dusty furniture decorates the interior, including an old piano and an antique writing desk. A bag of coffee beans rests next to an old mug with remnants of black coffee, a full ashtray, and a music sheet scattered with a work in progress. A requiem. For whom? For oneself. One's soul. And then the dust. There's so much dust. It can wait. Composing is more primordial than dusting. Creation never sleeps.

That's how I imagine Little Song from Meo Fusciuni. A dry, dusty, very aromatic vetiver fragrance that makes use of the most authentic "coffee" accord, one that smells of freshly roasted coffee beans. Not your sweetened coffee, not your latte, not even your black cup of coffee. It is the smell of the beans right from the grinder. A marvelous smell, perfectly captured. The entire perfume unfolds as a rich aromatic experience, from the coffee accord and ginger in the top to the liatris, sage, and tobacco in the heart, and vetiver in the base. My type of vetiver. Dry, earthy, slightly nutty, mildly aromatic, and married to a perfectly dosed note of civet. There is a withered rose somewhere, clinging to life. It lends a "boozy" quality and marries smoothly to the coffee and tobacco accords.

A melancholic scent, one for introspection and moments of artistic contemplation and creation. It reminds me of the way orris and vetiver pair in Iris Silver Mist to create that somber-gray effect, but here it's not as cold, but more of a somber-sepia tone due to the use of coffee, slightly drunken rose, and aromatic tobacco. A little song full of meaning and depth.

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