Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab has translated books, comics, and more to complex and lovely perfume oils, and they've recently added Jim Jarmusch's Only Lovers Left Alive to their resume. The new scents are based on the film about two vampire lovers played by Tom Hiddleston and Tilda Swinton. It's romantic, melancholy but humorous, and an altogether intriguing film, and the scents are designed to evoke all the feelings you experience as you watch the movie.
A sampling of the scents in the series are as follows:
++ CHARACTER SCENTS
Eve is eternal: in three-thousand years, she has likely traveled the length and breadth of the world, immersed in innumerable cultures throughout the ages, observing the ebb and flow of humanity and the imperishability of nature itself. Despite her age, she is the character that seems most rooted, always experiencing each moment with open eyes, always fully present. Her scent is one that travels through the eons: the Irish moss, yarrow, and hawthorn of the Iron Age Britons, ancient Rome's omphacium and honey, myrrh and calamus from Egypt, the frankincense and damask roses of the Florentine Renaissance, white sandalwood from the Far East, Moroccan saffron and rose water, and a swirl of incense from the souks.
Adam, our suicidally romantic scoundrel. His scent is a palette of somber colors, melancholy memories, and lupine, savage beauty: black leather, pale sandalwood, ambergris accord, and the memory of a long-lost Victorian f
His internal life seems to be reflected in his lair, so his perfume also possesses the scent of the wood of his guitars, the rosin from his violin bow, the musty wool of neglected Oriental carpets, the plastic, metal, and magnetic tape of his reel-to-reel, the dust that permeates everything.
Immersed in his (eternal) life's work, holding on to his memories, suffused with a love of life and literature, Kit's scent is soft and dry as bone: Mysore sandalwood, a tattered and patched 16th century waistcoat, inkstained, still scented with the marjoram and benzoin dry perfumes of his youth.
It's always a bit weird with family.
A scant two-hundred years old, there doesn't seem to be anything that roots Ava to her past. Her scent is utterly contemporary, and, like her personality, it is impulsive, capricious, and dangerous. Voluptuous and brittle, lovely and toxic: sheer vanilla musk with tuberose, red mandarin, and the sweet poison of white almond.
Y'know, for a zombie, you're alright.
A flicker of hero worship, tempered by naivety and an innately kind nature: shaggy leather, sweet rum absolute, and patchouli.
++ STORY POINT SCENTS
The scent of frozen Type O negative.
CAFÉ MILLE ET UNE NUITS
Shisha and thick coffee brewed with cardamom pods, cinnamon, clove, black pepper, and nutmeg.
THE DIAMOND'S GONG
A celestial hymn, singing to Earth from fifty light years away: ten billion-trillion-trillion-carats of glittering white musk, with cognac, tagetes, white champaca, Gum Arabic, and davana.
THE EDGE OF DOOM
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
The night flight from Tangier: drops of spilled blood color the antiseptic, bland, plastic paleness of the fuselage, with violet leaf for longing, rosemary for reminiscences, and black opoponax for apprehension.
"I feel like all the sands are at the bottom of the hourglass."
"Turn it over, then."
The white roses and orange blossoms of hope penetrating despair's black fog of opoponax, black myrrh, bruised violet, clove, funereal lily, and grief-struck carrot seed.
JUNE 23, 1868
True love renewed by night in an English garden: moonflower, Nottingham catchfly, Casablanca lily, evening primrose, night-blooming cereus, Queen of the Night, muted by the sepia tones of tonka, tobacco absolute, bourbon vanilla, and costus.
QUINTESSENCE OF DUST
"What a piece of work is a man!"
"What is this quintessence of dust?"
The passing: beeswax and smoke, yellowed paper and well-worn leather books, droplets of spilled ink, faded incense, blood-tinged salty tears, and the metal of the knife that skewers that illiterate zombie philistine's portrait.
SHELLEY, BYRON, AND KEATS
Uncompromising idealism, haunted romanticism, fatal ennui, and a heady amount of scandal and vice: red roses and pale carnation with a draught of laudanum, smears of opium tar, a hint of absinthe, and mercury ointment.
SPOOKY ACTION AT A DISTANCE
"When you separate an entwined particle and you move both parts away from the other, even at opposite ends of the universe, if you alter or affect one, the other will be identically altered or affected. Spooky."
Instantaneous correlated action between entangled partners: rose-infused sandalwood with violet leaf, frankincense, geranium rose, and a spark of elemi.
THERE'S WATER HERE
This place will rise again. The wisdom of eternity imparting a glimmer of hope through the grace of eternal renewal: the wild glory of nature bursting through cement, metal, and urban despair, purified by the waters of Lake St. Clair.
A .38 caliber bullet fashioned from cocobolo wood and brass.
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