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8.0 / 10 32 Ratings
A new perfume by Miguel Matos for women and men, released in 2024. The scent is animal-synthetic. The longevity is above-average. It is still in production.
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Main accords

Animal
Synthetic
Spicy
Leathery
Smoky

Fragrance Notes

CuminCumin ISO-E-SuperISO-E-Super Tonka bean absoluteTonka bean absolute VanillinVanillin Animalic notesAnimalic notes AmbergrisAmbergris Calabrian bergamotCalabrian bergamot LeatherLeather OudOud SmokeSmoke FrankincenseFrankincense OakmossOakmoss SaltSalt

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Scent
8.032 Ratings
Longevity
8.131 Ratings
Sillage
7.531 Ratings
Bottle
7.027 Ratings
Value for money
7.417 Ratings
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Merlotsupern

101 Reviews
Merlotsupern
Merlotsupern
Top Review 11  
Concrete & Cumin: a Brutalist Nostalgia
Miguel Matos’ Berlin is an exercise in pourhommecore, revisiting the structural density of 80s masculine powerhouses with a distinct, brutalist edge. It certainly does not shy away from the gritty reality of its namesake.

​The opening is defined by a clever, abrasive juxtaposition of bitter bergamot and cumin. This accord mimics the scent of cold ash or a stale, enclosed space, evoking the specific nostalgia of a public phone box (or a club, as Matos says). While Nightclubbing attempts a similar cigarette-smoke-on-clothes vibe, Matos sustains this intro with far more conviction and longevity. It is stark, grey, and undeniably urban... something that the bottle's tag depicts pretty well.

​Matos describes the scent as a personal memoir of the city’s techno scene and concrete landscape, and the progression follows this narrative arc perfectly. As the sharp, ashy top notes settle, the fragrance sheds its armor to reveal a mellow core. The dry down is a blend of soft leather, vanillin and musk that retains a "pleasantly sweaty" quality: lived-in and human rather than dirty.

​Performance is solid, easily lasting 8+ hours on skin with moderate projection that creates a consistent, intimate bubble.
Berlin may be challenging as you spray it for the first time, but eventually it will become comforting and atmospheric.
All in all, Matos created a wearable and performing scent that captures the narrative of his memories of a city, and a certain subculture. Not many perfumers can achieve this.
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Finnsta

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Finnsta
Finnsta
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Stories from the Paulaner Garden?
Hundreds of decants later, it’s done - a new signature after 2 years of searching. It was a long, but rewarding and beautiful journey until a fragrance like Tuscan Leather could be dethroned.

A perfect combination of sultry and pleasing, salty and sweet, kinky and vanilla. A sensual sweetness that lures with liqueur-like indulgence - seductive and risqué, without ever fully exposing itself. Oakmoss and cumin have been generously dosed here, providing the corresponding associations - a blessing for this fragrance.

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Several hectoliters of water later, 4:30 in the morning in front of the club, sunrise, birds chirping, exhaust smell, smoky wet clothes, distant bass thumping, tinnitus. The eyelids twitch nervously and the eyes flutter aimlessly. Among anarchic punks and Nazis, dubious capitalists, dealers and customers, questionable clientele, confused tourists, and unrestrained cross-border commuters. The steam of subversion mingles with the scent of success. Culture Clash...

And here I am, in a state of realization that I enjoy soaking in my environment in all its facets just as much as the night and the fragrance soak me in. A whirlpool that pulls me deeper and deeper until reality dissolves - out of the matrix and into the void.

The beast within me growls and autonomously drives me another step into the morning mist. The mind dissolves as time slows down - or is it speeding up? The circadian rhythm is just a distant thought construct to me now.

Pawlow cheekily and knowingly waves at me with his paw and asks if I want to go out partying again next weekend. The bells are ringing, but nothing rings for me anymore - their sound dissolves into neural noise.

I float with my head in cloud nine and my feet 10 cm above the ground. No more red thread, just blue and orange lines on the display. I follow them because they know what I no longer know. The night loses itself in fragments, the morning is just a waypoint on the map. The route is calculated. I land by teleportation in my bed. That’s how you get through the weekend.

The fragrance that feels me, understands me, and drives me forward - a transformative catalyst of my self-realization - shameless self-expression, flow state, ecstasy, self-forgetfulness, dissolution of self, transcendence - an amplifier.

Lasts from Friday to Monday morning into the after-hours, so it holds up longer than most. Sillage is club- and big-city suitable ;)

No fragrance has received so many compliments in such a short time (*help*), the annual quota in a month, to put it in perspective.
The fragrance seems to want to flatter me as well, but it has a lot of tricks up its sleeve.

The sprayer is not bad, inexpensive but sprays well. The concrete-look sticker is nice too; I love exposed concrete and brutalism (3000)...

... but the bottle has a black ring around the sprayer that is not present in the picture. It looks really quite shabby and slightly diminishes the overall impression (it turned out that it can be removed). But as we all know, inner values count... especially by Monday.

I give 11 out of 10 possible dB, turn up!
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FloKro1992

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FloKro1992
Very helpful Review 13  
A Part of My City
I also tested the fragrance for the first time at 15West and can recommend the store without reservation - especially if you want to discover something that you can experience olfactorily away from the "luxury brand mainstream."

As a native Berliner, I was very curious about how a perfumer would capture the city. In a multicultural city that is not defined by just one scent, I was intrigued and had a very clear idea after Marc explained how Miguel Matos's journey through Berlin unfolded.
At first, I naively thought it could be something spring-like, when the sweetly scented linden blossoms bloom in Berlin and the city awakens from its winter slumber. It could just as easily have corresponded to a culinary potpourri of classic currywurst, döner, Vietnamese cuisine, a Viennese bakery, or in short, the offerings of the Bergmannkiez.

But it was supposed to be the Berlin club scene, and especially the techno scene. And I am honest. Capturing the club scene as a wearable scent seemed impossible to me, as my scent associations ranged from vodka-red bull, cigarettes, sweat, a mix of all the perfumes currently hyped on TikTok, haze from fog machines, and a drunken person who had already overdone it during pre-drinking.

What the fragrance does, however, is simply incredible.
The opening hit me like a sledgehammer. For 5 minutes, a mix of animalic, smoke, sweat from the cumin, something sharply synthetic and leathery. In short - overwhelming.
After the initial shock subsided, this fragrance became very exciting. As a lover of "Leather 6 / Fetish | J.F. Schwarzlose Berlin," I found several parallels. The Berlin is the big brother of Leather 6, the more experienced of the two, clearly having been in the club much longer and partying much more uninhibitedly in tighter leather, but with significantly more physical contact. This pairing of sweet notes, leather, and animalic elements makes it a party excess for the nose. Nevertheless, the overwhelming sensation fades, and you only feel the pounding bass that massages your nose and imagination. A trance develops from which it is hard to escape.

It is incredible and above all incredibly good. Its sweet woody base, which is continually accompanied by a slight smokiness, becomes softer and softer, culminating in a body-warming embrace that makes you forget. You no longer know when you entered the club, let alone on what day you left it.

For me, the art of the fragrance lies in its dominance, roughness, and simultaneous softness. Definitely not in the office scent category. However, I can very well imagine that with a spritz for a somewhat more sparkling rendezvous, this fragrance could do the rest.
It is definitely worth experiencing, just like the Berlin club scene. At the same time, many will think afterward: That’s enough for now.

Challenging, complex, and exciting - a fragrance that resembles an experience and is definitely worth a test.
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Phiolet

4 Reviews
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Phiolet
Helpful Review 6  
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Tested yesterday at 15West (absolutely recommend this store!). What the fragrance aims to embody, it does absolutely. As someone who also goes to the right clubs, I must say - Spot on! Rarely have I smelled such an interesting scent.

Smoky dance floor, salty sweat, body odor, leather/latex, sweet liquids… You have to like it, although I don't find the scent overwhelming. It simply allows for many associations.

Especially interesting upon spraying due to the cumin note and the slight smoky animalic quality. However, later on, it becomes quite a pleasant ambered vanilla-leather scent. A slight synthetic quality cannot be denied, but I somehow find it quite fitting here.

The price for an extrait is really good.
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19 short views on the fragrance
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The scent of when people still used public phone boxes and smoked in them. Or Nightclubbing, done MUCH better. Another ace by Matos.
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7
Transports you to an indoor rave.
Animalic saltiness. Dry, metallic incense like a fog machine.
Spiced leather, warm sweetness for balance.
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Surprisingly vivid recreation of bubblegumy e-cig vapor with moderate animalic muskiness and rosy components, smooth leathery drydown.
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Dark, industrial & intense, Berlin is a sensory journey through the city's nightlife Experience the contrast of warm spices & metallic notes
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The SO36 in the morning
Salt edges on leather bodies
Dancing animals
Stretched vanillin
The scent of fog machines
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Rough Incensum,
Vanilla-Happy-Dirty-Pills,
Leather-Thong,
In the Dark(-room),
Liquid Soap-Tonka-Animals.
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Hipster conglomerate
Sweat beads
under leather masks
of the abysses
Dirty basements dirty noise
Honky Tonk Extreme worlds alone
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Berlin's new scene club is called ISO-E
Fog machine
Salt & cumin
Vanilla?
Techno used to be
more exciting, lively, positive
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The capital can be quite sweaty in some spots, even though it hides an underground sweetness. After 1 hour, smoke joins in.
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Oh Berlin, you filthy piece of a capital. From smoky clubs to leather-wearing BDSM fetishes, you have it all.
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