Black Tar Parfumerie Particulière

Bottle Design Francesco Passaniti, Waltersperger

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Black Tar is a popular perfume by Parfumerie Particulière for women and men. The release year is unknown. The scent is smoky-spicy. The longevity is above-average. It is still available to purchase. Pronunciation

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Perfumers

Amélie Bourgeois, Anne-Sophie Behaghel

Fragrance Notes

Clove

Concrete

Canary Islands juniper

Labdanum

Indian tuberose

Gaiac wood

Indonesian patchouli Moss

Moss

Vetiver

Amberwood

Ratings

Scent

8.2109 Ratings

Longevity

8.3100 Ratings

Sillage

7.9101 Ratings

Bottle

8.786 Ratings

Value for money

6.732 Ratings

Submitted by Calista, last update on 24.05.2022.

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10/02/2021

10
Scent

Amadea70

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Amadea70

Very helpful Review 13

Tuberose road to heaven

My window is wide open. It is a hot summer day, a light breeze blows the smell of freshly paved road to me. On my nightstand, an old spice bouquet of cloves. I can't sleep because it's so hot. Music?
I light a candle, it flickers through the light breeze of the wind, the music booms from the speakers:You want it darker...........

Slowly I grow tired, the music on continuous loop I fall asleep soothed. I dream:

Driving on a never-ending road. Abruptly it ends, I face the abyss........I fall and fall. Just before impact, I wake up.........fall asleep again. This time I'm on a road again, little tuberoses growing out of the asphalt, getting bigger and bigger, breaking up the asphalt.
The sun rises on the horizon and I wake up.

11/15/2020

8.5
Scent 8
Longevity 8
Sillage 9
Bottle

Medianus76

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Medianus76

Top Review 26

Solar eclipse

Silence. There is an extraordinary atmosphere in the air. It's crackling! Like a black band of tar, the shadow path slowly moves into our field of vision, while the moon successively covers the sun more and more.
The birds fall silent, the flowers close their goblets and the light refracts magically and mysteriously on the horizon. A surreal world opens up, strange and fascinating at the same time...

What a monumental event! There is probably nothing comparable and no event that triggers "a cold shiver runs down my spine" more than the cosmic natural spectacle of a total solar eclipse. Graceful and majestic! Who was allowed to or could follow the total eclipse at the end of the last millennium, can surely follow my thoughts.
It's the 11.8.1999, and I'm in Hungary at the Solipse Festival. The festival area is located exactly on the narrow strip of the complete solar eclipse, and we have a cloudless sky - clear view to the upcoming spectacle...

Black Tar is now one of those impressive olfactory creations that can be compared to the power and sustainability of a Full Solar Eclipse.
The deep black, smoky-tarry structure can be seen from the very first moment when the olfactory receptors are wetted with the molecules. Unconditionally and unstoppably, the direction of travel is explained. An intensely spicy, but also dry sandy aura darkens the horizon, just as the moon is constantly moving in front of the sun during the eclipse.
The whole thing is accompanied by a medically antiseptic undertone. A slightly bitter facet flanks the perception, similar to the smell in e.g. an old pharmacy. The reference to ointments already mentioned here also fits very well. Combined with juniper, this combination results in an extremely successful prelude. Fantastic!

When the scent has spread like a cloak in the further course of time, this beautiful, slightly sweet projection is added. Beguilingly floral and honey-like, latent and completely hidden, the tuberose joins the spectacle. The moment of complete darkness arises...
But a small corona of light remains - the corona. It fits to the current events, but in this case it stands for sweetish and woody warmth, respectively olfactorically
Black Tar actually feels like an eclipse to me...

Mysterious and magical
dark and gloomy
bright and radiant

I think the portability is excellent. BT is never intrusive or annoying, and although its ingredients are powerful, it always generates a pleasant aura and sillage. I find the durability remarkable, and even hours later the scent is still quite passably perceptible.
For me Black Tar is another milestone on my olfactory journey of discovery. I can only recommend this fragrance to anyone who has access to such scents.
Last but not least, the bottle is also a feast for the eyes, which in my opinion would look very well with the symbol of a Solar Eclipse...

I look behind the center,
In the shadows of your past,
So I recognize light, glistening light,
Which vanquishes the darkness...

I dedicate these lines and this commentary to my oldest son. He is 14 years old today!
Congratulations, my great one, and may the sun always shine for you...

Thank you for reading it and I'll be glad to read it

10/16/2020

9
Scent 9
Longevity 8
Sillage 8
Bottle

Schalkerin

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Schalkerin

Top Review 18

Black is Black

When I read Black, I always get directly curious. The title didn't bode well, but the Pyramid read so well. I was very excited to start. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! The name Black is rightly called Black. Black, blacker, darker. He really smelled of tar, but not as I had imagined. But very wearable and really good. A fragrance for man and woman, even if I think that men might like it a bit better.
It also takes a very long time for the tar to cool down a little. At first, one only takes burnt wood. Then : a clove, juniper and tuberose mixture. Eventually also patchouli. An unmistakable scent that lasts and lasts. It's very special and really great Floyd, I say thank you very much.

05/03/2020

10
Scent 9
Longevity 8
Sillage 10
Bottle

Tabla

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Tabla

Top Review 14

Men smokers of the very noble variety.

It is the height of summer, as announced a long time ago, the municipality is having the streets in the village renovated and provided with a fresh tar surface.

A real hell machine - a tar machine, as it slowly moves towards you in slow motion. I watch this monster for some time, fascinated, as it presses out a pitch-black lump at its lower part with great roar. Inside a hell is boiling, tarry - smelling biting swaths with something bitumen-like blowing over to me.
On top of the machine sits a guy, yes, he is enthroned like a prince. The man sits there with a naked upper body, tanned and looks at me with a strange smile... His colleagues behind the machine look up to him, what his eye sees and peer out... the machine stops and they stare at me.
Oh, my God, I'm starting to feel a little queasy... and I know exactly what you're thinking. I'm turning away and running home. Being stared at like that made me angry (even later).

I hated them and it took me a few more years before I could classify these certain male looks as homage to my femininity. After all, I was only 14 years old at the time.

Meanwhile, the machine continued to press its contents onto the road. Later I see from the window how they have to shovel away the superfluous tar material with shovels. They swear in Italian.
Later a small bump was left at this point, which should remind me again and again of this moment all these years.
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A fascinating men's smoker of the most noble kind. I sniff Tuberrose, together with incredibly tender, smoky, tarry wood notes that remain longer in muscular presence on my skin. Wow...

I imagine Black Tar to be a cultured advanced gentleman, who besides everything else has kept this wild guy in. One who can also be found occasionally in Waken, or even at the Burning Man Festival. One who can be seen to have left out very little in life. For example, maybe one like Charles Schumann, who comes to mind spontaneously.

The bottle could not be more appropriate for this fragrance.

My most sincere thanks to Floyd, who sent me a sample of this jewel.

04/25/2020

10
Scent 9
Longevity 8
Sillage 9
Bottle

Carlitos01
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Carlitos01

Very helpful Review 7

A sun ray in the black storm

[short review]
I had promised myself that I would not buy a new perfume anytime soon (I mean new bottles, not decants). But I happened to find something that took my breath away. Both the brand and the perfume must be illustrious players, but unknown to almost everyone in the fragrance community. At least they were for me until now.

Black Tar is dark, very dark, gloomy dark ... but it can show some light at the same time. It surprises by the juniper and cedar that are sober, earthy, cold, bitter, soft, and just slightly green like a magical Tolkien forest. The balm is religious, mystical, and full of thick tarry smoke. The perfume unveils us both with a dark and shiny black mantle, as well as with a tip of clear and soft clarity. Alone in the middle of this whirlwind, sweet white tuberose stands out and shines, tightened by swirls of smoke, but ready to illuminate that darkness.
The scent is eerily somber but with a small and gentle candle in the middle of the blackness. The perfume seems to be reborn and transformed in each application. It's always different and it's always exciting. It is always both dark and light at the same time. It only asks to be used from dusk until dawn.

Amouage and Marly's Parfums may cry with envy. Out of jealousy, Tom Ford may as well pull out all his hair. This is the real "Fucking Fabulous"!
Think of a perfume that evokes Baccarat 540, but that is dark, full of incense, burnt rubber, and smoke...
You could also think of a Bvlgari Black or a Midnight In Paris, without any sweetness and a rampant balsamic darkness...
This is Black Tar.

Music: Pink Floyd - "Dark Side Of The Moon"... the full works, please!

04/25/2020

10
Scent 9
Longevity 9
Sillage 9
Bottle

Gschpusi

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Gschpusi

Top Review 2

At night

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At night comes the time I love, the time I want.
Then I'm ready and it gets quiet inside me Fantastic I am, want out of this world it's the dreaming that keeps me alive I flee from myself in a wild run,
God Hypnos always catches me comfortingly My dreams shimmer in colourful splendour
and pass away silently in a silent dance.
Many a dream consists of delicate veils,
he whispers and blows into the wide space,
he can be like a feather cloud,
I reach for it, want to be one with him Often I am united with mythical creatures
and places I've never been,
then I feel a happiness like I never do during the day
and hum a cheering melody.
Then I float redeemed over hill and dale,
then I don't care about everyday grief,
then I'm going on a colored journey ...I listen to the old sages When I dream, I experience gentle falling.
The pilot's dream is the most beautiful of all.
When I dream, I look down into the valley,
then the moon shines between clouds so pale,
then resolves on the everyday quarrel,
then I'm ready to forget.
I also dream of love, the bright light but I can't take my dreams with me into the light, into the coming day,
as much as I would like it to be .
Black Tar is so dark and light at the same time. Smoky cedar and earthy patch. Mystical balm, smoky and thick. From dark black glowing to light black and soft. Tuberose in its purest, closed form. Surrounded by smoke and darkness and yet so bright. Creepily dark and like a small, soft lantern on a stick. Cold cedar, slightly green-bitter and soft. Black Tar is like a fragrance converter. Always different and always exciting. Always dark and light at the same time.
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Thank you Floyd - thank you for this Dudter experience!

04/22/2020

9.5
Scent 8
Longevity 7
Sillage 8
Bottle

Floyd

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Floyd

Top Review 45

In the rush of the road

I must have gotten under that tar machine somehow. The black mass flows sluggishly, closes me in on itself, the tar sweats ruggedly and heavily, swaths of warm grey smoke, but a moment ago I was lying here in a clearing. Now it's all asphalt and ashes, in the rush of the road I drift in the tar, I dive deeper and deeper, until I think I notice a carnation, which still defies the stewing cobbler, and now and then a few notes of leather, as my jacket decomposes.
Then I believe my head under the asphalt, the smouldering seems to make nature, the flowers, trees and grasses shine fruity bright in the tar, as if the concrete makes them shine, tuberose, cedar and vetiver. With my arms attached to my torso, the asphalt slowly pushes me forward, hour after hour a few centimetres mixing with the remains of the forest. There is guaiac wood after a while, skull splits the trunk into splinters, swims scorched milk in the fire of the concrete, red glow'n poor smoking knights.
Hours later the hub seems to be reached, grasses sharpen the smoke bright green, before the undertone becomes warmer and softer as mosses scorch. Now I dream of tuberoses made of ash and amber woods, beguiling flowers with sweetish vanilla wood cream like incense sticks, mixing Nag Champa like patchouli, blurring the frenzy of the road to memory.
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Black Tar is a smoker with unusual development. What Frau Holle has already hinted at in her commentary, namely that all these natural scents resonate in this initial wall of tar, is, when you smell it carefully, a varied iridescence from spicy-leathery to resinous-fruity, burnt milk, green-mossy and finally flowery-woody. All this is broken through the glasses of the smoking tar, creating the scent impressions described above in the text. Incidentally, smoked ham is never a suitable association for me at any time. Black Tar stays for about six to eight hours, projects moderately to skin-tight and is never obtrusive even at warmer temperatures, rather refreshingly grainy than tar-like paste-like. It is definitely special among smoke scents.

05/22/2018

10
Scent

FrauHolle
1 Review

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Helpful Review 22

LAY IT DOWN!

So, or something similar, not only Parfumerie Practiculär, but certainly also the road builders think that forest, field and meadows should have no place in this our country, and must be layered with what they currently have there: Tar, tar, tar!

What the fuck are you doing? Flower meadows. Childish! Smell much too good and only gives you stress with all the bees, beekeepers wouldn't be able to buy more pipe tobacco afterwards. TEER!

Coniferous forests! Just prick it! Looks pretty, but all the resin everywhere, you can't get off the soles and clothes and just prick badly, I had already said. TEER!

Wood. Do you know how dangerous driving a car between trees can be? Megastressig to pay attention to each individual trunk when one is on the move with 220 things on: TEER!

And yet, this tar quiver seems to have buttered all this biomass in it (why not crimp it red) well,

at least this is the best natural eco-tar there is.