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The time machine vs. easy like sunday morning...
Easy and carefree is different. But it is apt that this one always fits me best Byredo of all times by far and despite all doubts. Whether chosen for a job or a coitus, this fragrance underscores the gentle dominance of your mind. Similar to "Aventus" to bring a well-known player into play, this composition is neither new nor old-fashioned. On the contrary, "Sunday Cologne" also gently transports an almost classical basic structure into a modern world. A little reactionary and traditional return to old values and habits without too much emphasis on the smell of Opa´s old aftershave. But moss, patchouli and vetiver cannot hide the fact that the attempt was clearly made here to conjure a so-called barbershop feeling into the urban hip (pen) pinqponq hip bag for the man of today. And of all the Barbershop fragrances I know, this one does it best, because the supposed mistake in it is my personal unique selling point of this fragrance.
At least the fragrance seems to me like an old quote from dark and pre-modern times, dissolved and decomposed in a cocktail of ISO E Super, incense and coastal mist. Fortunately and just as accidentally, this perfume looks like a successful photomontage in which old pictures have been polished up with a few abstract brushstrokes and emphatically ripped out areas to form a modern instagram post, thus polishing the nerves of young people in Prenzlauer Berg just as much as they might please the bearded man in Raw Denim, Red Wing Boots and Flannel Shirt.
But we mortals, too, are perhaps impressed by scents that take us back to a world that spins half as fast and somehow conceals and hides old role patterns and allocations where life was supposedly easier. Not only because of the changing gender roles, but maybe because it appeals to the image of the strong daddy, when one still enjoyed the protection of the father and could simply enjoy life ("Life was beautiful when I still found girls stupid"). Here one should not so much look at the unisex classification, but rather give the original name "Fantastic Man" accordingly much meaning.
Of course, like any other fragrance in the world, this lousy performer can be worn by a woman, but for me "Sunday Cologne" is a clear quotation from the old days when women didn't even wear trousers. This is well done, as mentioned, but this flickering transparency was an industrial accident and not a calculation. I could imagine that real Retro disciples feel this fragrance terribly weak and are disturbed by the very transparency that makes this fragrance so unique for me.
And yet I still feel uncomfortable, because as successful as the scent may be, these pictures of yesterday are always a personal nightmare, despite all my connection with my childhood. It is not for nothing that I admire the perfumers who, like Geza Schön, have created fragrances for today's people in abstraction and reduction. Nothing about them reminds of the good old craft and so for example Geza Schön is much more Johnny Rotten, who just crashed Rock ´n Roll completely and left only a few chords left. "Sunday Cologne" is probably halfway there and thus combines different demands in a gallant way. But both claims can also be decidedly disappointed if they are sufficiently pronounced.
I chose disappointment as I wrote it.
At least the fragrance seems to me like an old quote from dark and pre-modern times, dissolved and decomposed in a cocktail of ISO E Super, incense and coastal mist. Fortunately and just as accidentally, this perfume looks like a successful photomontage in which old pictures have been polished up with a few abstract brushstrokes and emphatically ripped out areas to form a modern instagram post, thus polishing the nerves of young people in Prenzlauer Berg just as much as they might please the bearded man in Raw Denim, Red Wing Boots and Flannel Shirt.
But we mortals, too, are perhaps impressed by scents that take us back to a world that spins half as fast and somehow conceals and hides old role patterns and allocations where life was supposedly easier. Not only because of the changing gender roles, but maybe because it appeals to the image of the strong daddy, when one still enjoyed the protection of the father and could simply enjoy life ("Life was beautiful when I still found girls stupid"). Here one should not so much look at the unisex classification, but rather give the original name "Fantastic Man" accordingly much meaning.
Of course, like any other fragrance in the world, this lousy performer can be worn by a woman, but for me "Sunday Cologne" is a clear quotation from the old days when women didn't even wear trousers. This is well done, as mentioned, but this flickering transparency was an industrial accident and not a calculation. I could imagine that real Retro disciples feel this fragrance terribly weak and are disturbed by the very transparency that makes this fragrance so unique for me.
And yet I still feel uncomfortable, because as successful as the scent may be, these pictures of yesterday are always a personal nightmare, despite all my connection with my childhood. It is not for nothing that I admire the perfumers who, like Geza Schön, have created fragrances for today's people in abstraction and reduction. Nothing about them reminds of the good old craft and so for example Geza Schön is much more Johnny Rotten, who just crashed Rock ´n Roll completely and left only a few chords left. "Sunday Cologne" is probably halfway there and thus combines different demands in a gallant way. But both claims can also be decidedly disappointed if they are sufficiently pronounced.
I chose disappointment as I wrote it.
