Very rarely do I get a headache from a fragrance, very rarely do I reject a scent, and very rarely do I give only 20%
Here with Oud Imperial by Perris Monte Carlo is such a case
Because I do not want to smell like this and would not want to gift this fragrance to anyone!
For what comes olfactorily is: Cemetery, Mold, Death - and a very gloomy funeral!
A ceremonial mass with a lot of incense, a full old, damp, and moldy church with mourners dressed in black and dark gray and loud bell ringing.
Then the final path, past an old cemetery wall, the priest raises the censer and swings it twice forward, to the right, and to the left. The mourners follow the procession to the already dug grave. Tears flow and mix with the rain. The coffin is adorned with flowers: with the somewhat inconspicuous Aquilegia vulgaris, with some jasmine, and with chrysanthemums.
Then the damp earth comes onto the coffin.
This fragrance is, so to speak, the final path! Harold and Maude would surely enjoy it, as would Nosferatu - I do not! :-)
I don't think it's great either. The way you describe it, Encre Noire feels like... graves opening up for me... ugh. Compared to that, this one is tamer, though not significantly better ;D Solidarity trophy!