perfumgenie

I was a musician for many years, and certain smells from that world never leave you: freshly pressed records, warm tube amplifiers, and shellacked wooden stages. That warm tube amp scent with is heated dry wood, metal, and wiring is seared...

Le Soir opens with that unmistakable Play-Doh accord I’ve come to recognize from Hypnotic Poison, Bois d’Arménie, Cuir Beluga, Bvlgari Black (older batches), Luna Rossa Black, and a few others. Here, though, it fades...