Pentachord Verdant Tauer Perfumes 2011

Lolita has described it in her unmistakably cheeky, straightforward, and around-the-corner way - I can only confirm it.
The first spray goes through marrow and bone and brings tears to the eyes. An earthy, toxic blast shoots up the nose, reminiscent of stored potatoes that have already sprouted vigorous white shoots of 10cm in length. Cough!
Also, some kind of coniferous bubble bath hits it again. If I were to step into the bathtub with this (thankfully, I prefer to shower anyway), I would emerge as a grass-green Ekke-Nekkepen, a Frisian relative of Neptune, slightly shriveled and in need of skin care.
Leather? But what a raucous leather, of the coarsest kind, with straps and little hearts as a bridge in the middle, you know, the kind that ruthlessly peels off already battered skin. Although I can breathe a bit better now, I am still struggling with this devilish stuff. Memories come flooding back of a neighbor, a dear old gentleman, who would wheeze while spooning some cough syrup. That was probably his only drink he ever indulged in.
Tobacco smoke - this must be some nasty post-war tobacco, homegrown and still damply rolled.
Six foot under - exactly. Nothing against experiments, new notes, the unusual. But I really can't imagine anyone on this earth wanting to wear this stuff.
Fairly, I must attest that after half an hour, the scent has calmed down in a somewhat more bearable way, possibly a hint of something citrusy could be there. But by then, all the flies and mosquitoes have fallen from the wall (good), causing damage to the earthly atmosphere (not so good). As a member of NABU, this goes on the prohibition list for me, because humans belong to nature too. For still, a chemical cloud drifts around me towards the sky. And should one consider using this liquid as an embalming agent, the poor earthworms would be sentenced to death.
Verdant! - Damn! No, I wouldn't just never buy it, one would have to pay the wearers to spray this poison, especially since, in the end, some sweetness emerges that is also not able to combat the horror, on the contrary.
This Tauer was probably a feat, unfortunately not a masterpiece!