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Sickscent
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Sickscent
"Black Car..."
"You want to go
Inside the cold
It's like a tomb
But it's something to hold
And in the time before it ends
When the stillness bends"
A fleeting reminder of your scent. How it sticks in the sheet. Hours and hours and hours. Days after days. Vaguely. Hardly perceptible. Especially not explainable. A little human in my cold bed. A little love in the void of solitude.
"Easy for Ecstasy" is the almost perfect screen for the deep longing for passion. Projected onto large, cold concrete walls. Hypermodern torn into iso scraps and stroboscoped flashes milled into your cold brain. Thrown into the empty shell. Warm and cold skin vibrates to sterile basses and everything is featherlight. Even the painful memory of yesterday invites you to dance. The dance must be closely entwined, because this molecularly decomposed musk sticks somewhere in the depths of your Epidermes. Quiet and pulsating. Hardly recognizable. Only perceptible.
Certainly not really innovative, since Geza Schön in his "Escentric 01" has already decomposed musk into its components in an acid bath of Iso-E-Super and thus left behind a milestone of volatile and emphatically meaningless molecular cuisine. And yet this Munich creation goes a step further and lets more musk be more signature. Somehow more human. Somehow more turned towards. After the first alcoholic surge it goes in the rush speed into an eternal Drydown. For the longest part of its life, this eau de parfum is reminiscent of the scent of the evening before, when it was full of beans. Full of vague memories in the fog of one's own perception. A little sex, a little melancholy. A little pain and a name you'll soon forget. But a memory you want to keep. Very small and folded into a tiny piece of paper. For those moments when the now doesn't seem to exist. Something to hold. And in the time before it ends...when the stillness bends. ....
Inside the cold
It's like a tomb
But it's something to hold
And in the time before it ends
When the stillness bends"
A fleeting reminder of your scent. How it sticks in the sheet. Hours and hours and hours. Days after days. Vaguely. Hardly perceptible. Especially not explainable. A little human in my cold bed. A little love in the void of solitude.
"Easy for Ecstasy" is the almost perfect screen for the deep longing for passion. Projected onto large, cold concrete walls. Hypermodern torn into iso scraps and stroboscoped flashes milled into your cold brain. Thrown into the empty shell. Warm and cold skin vibrates to sterile basses and everything is featherlight. Even the painful memory of yesterday invites you to dance. The dance must be closely entwined, because this molecularly decomposed musk sticks somewhere in the depths of your Epidermes. Quiet and pulsating. Hardly recognizable. Only perceptible.
Certainly not really innovative, since Geza Schön in his "Escentric 01" has already decomposed musk into its components in an acid bath of Iso-E-Super and thus left behind a milestone of volatile and emphatically meaningless molecular cuisine. And yet this Munich creation goes a step further and lets more musk be more signature. Somehow more human. Somehow more turned towards. After the first alcoholic surge it goes in the rush speed into an eternal Drydown. For the longest part of its life, this eau de parfum is reminiscent of the scent of the evening before, when it was full of beans. Full of vague memories in the fog of one's own perception. A little sex, a little melancholy. A little pain and a name you'll soon forget. But a memory you want to keep. Very small and folded into a tiny piece of paper. For those moments when the now doesn't seem to exist. Something to hold. And in the time before it ends...when the stillness bends. ....
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