Erswan

Gratte Ciel: Older version is better, wilder and more melancholic. This is moody slightly soapy spring optimism. Lovely but not as moving.

Gratte Ciel: After a brief pleasantly sweaty ambery intro, this dries down into a rather polite animalic — understated sexy. Very wearable.

This is how I want my oud, always. Leather tack. Wool blanket. Horse's warm muzzle. Hay. Stable ... bit of muck. Narcissus. Their field.

Buttery, summery with enough slight funkiness to balance. Natural and thick with tropical flora, but not overly sweet or heavy. Perfection.