Typewriter Parfumerie Particulière
2
Short-term metamorphosis
... it stares at me, black and heavy, for hours, days, weeks already, I don't know, time seems to stand still around it, it radiates something gloomy, I suspect that if I touch it, it will swallow me up, pull me down into a dark void, just as the room lies in shadows, the only bright thing is the white paper on the roller and even that is more yellowed than radiant and gives off the smell of spicy flowers, or it leaks in from the souq, it is confusing, as friendly as if it wanted to mock me in my darkness, it lays itself over me, narcotic and heavy, trying to lure me, to crush me. ..
The scratching of bugs. They crawl right over the eardrum. Like a scraping beat. Sweat on my forehead. Feel the keys. They are warm and leather. Pulsing like a living thing. The fingers merge with the machine. Become one with it. Dark thoughts fill the mind, flow out in a gush of dirty earth. No control. Only the perpetual hammering of the keys.
...I jolt up, it has become dark and the machine is still staring at me, black and heavy, steaming now, it stands before me and the room is filled with the smell of hot metal, like an animal a sheet of paper lies on the leather roller, like a tongue, only now written on, it demands attention, so I pull it out and put it in the folder with the others, with the last of my strength, then it is enough for today, even if the thoughts are still racing and sleep is once again not in sight…
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Type Writer is one of those fragrances that create images, at least for me. That in itself is almost the highest compliment, but I could even imagine wearing it, on (very) special occasions at least. But first things first...
It starts sweet, with a very lush, slightly narcotic tuberose, though it doesn't remind me of bubblegum here as much as in the same brand's Black Tar. That's due to the aldhydes, which bring quite a spicy note to it. Very dry, woody notes are also apparent. A slight association to paper can definitely be fantasized into it. Dark resin and light smoke make themselves felt, though it is much less smoky than anticipated. It is rather a spicy vapor.
As it progresses it becomes more leathery and resinous, somewhat dirty and also slightly earthy. The animalic notes increase as well, complementing the florals very well. Sometimes even a slightly fresh cedar flashes through. At the same time, Type Writer is always quite gentle. Only after 4-5 hours does it get a bit harsher. There is a feeling of hot metal and oil. This is how it slowly fades out.
For me, a very special fragrance, exciting and demanding, but also rewarding if you get involved and quite wearable, although not too often. I do not think, it is too dark, it is rather a game of light (at least twilight) and shadow. I can understand the comparisons to Black Tar, if only because of the tuberose. However, Type Writer is much softer in comparison and it also lacks the thick tar smoke, which of course I welcome.
Thanks to Gandix for tutoring me in automatic writing!
Soundtrak: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trbvx1U6Ry8
The scratching of bugs. They crawl right over the eardrum. Like a scraping beat. Sweat on my forehead. Feel the keys. They are warm and leather. Pulsing like a living thing. The fingers merge with the machine. Become one with it. Dark thoughts fill the mind, flow out in a gush of dirty earth. No control. Only the perpetual hammering of the keys.
...I jolt up, it has become dark and the machine is still staring at me, black and heavy, steaming now, it stands before me and the room is filled with the smell of hot metal, like an animal a sheet of paper lies on the leather roller, like a tongue, only now written on, it demands attention, so I pull it out and put it in the folder with the others, with the last of my strength, then it is enough for today, even if the thoughts are still racing and sleep is once again not in sight…
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Type Writer is one of those fragrances that create images, at least for me. That in itself is almost the highest compliment, but I could even imagine wearing it, on (very) special occasions at least. But first things first...
It starts sweet, with a very lush, slightly narcotic tuberose, though it doesn't remind me of bubblegum here as much as in the same brand's Black Tar. That's due to the aldhydes, which bring quite a spicy note to it. Very dry, woody notes are also apparent. A slight association to paper can definitely be fantasized into it. Dark resin and light smoke make themselves felt, though it is much less smoky than anticipated. It is rather a spicy vapor.
As it progresses it becomes more leathery and resinous, somewhat dirty and also slightly earthy. The animalic notes increase as well, complementing the florals very well. Sometimes even a slightly fresh cedar flashes through. At the same time, Type Writer is always quite gentle. Only after 4-5 hours does it get a bit harsher. There is a feeling of hot metal and oil. This is how it slowly fades out.
For me, a very special fragrance, exciting and demanding, but also rewarding if you get involved and quite wearable, although not too often. I do not think, it is too dark, it is rather a game of light (at least twilight) and shadow. I can understand the comparisons to Black Tar, if only because of the tuberose. However, Type Writer is much softer in comparison and it also lacks the thick tar smoke, which of course I welcome.
Thanks to Gandix for tutoring me in automatic writing!
Soundtrak: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trbvx1U6Ry8