LYNCH AKA SMOKED STYRAX

The owls are not what they seem. LYNCH is a mysterious and hypnotic fragrance, an olfactory portal that pays homage to David Lynch, one of the most important and decisive figures in my life. Not just a film director, but a guiding force, a parallel consciousness that has influenced me with the invisible power of symbols and dreams. This fragrance was created in collaboration between Daniele Muratori Caputo and two great master perfumers: Leonardo Opali and Paolo Cerizza. This fragrance opens with dark and fascinating notes, like a red curtain slowly drawing back to reveal another level of reality. A gap opens up in the misty woods of Twin Peaks. The air is thick, suspended between dream and nightmare. Time flows in a loop, like an old magnetic tape rewinding itself. LYNCH AKA SMOKED STYRAX is a perfume that inhabits the intersections of the unconscious, a noir fragrance that burns slowly like fire. The first notes are a curtain rising on a table set in the RR Diner: the hypnotic sweetness of cherry cake mingles with the dark depth of woody notes, creating an illusion of domestic warmth. But nothing is as it seems. A whisper of night-blooming jasmine and saffron brings us back to reality — to that scent that David himself loved to smell on spring evenings in Hollywood. At its heart, the fragrance penetrates the woods: smoky leather, Latakia tobacco, myrrh, and smoked styrax evoke the whisper of the wind among the redwoods and the shadows of figures moving among the trees, enveloping everything in an enigmatic and disturbing atmosphere. The base is a distant echo, a whisper from the Black Lodge: dark woody notes, benzoin, earthy oud, patchouli, and nocturnal musk leave a dreamy trail like a fleeting memory, a fragment of restless reality that crumbles upon awakening, finished with a vanilla as dark as a moonless night and a gourmand accord. Many will wonder, where is the coffee note? You will find out in 25 years. Lynch is the first reference in SPIRITICA's Golden Collection, a series of fragrances created to magnify the spiritual presence of certain souls who have had a strong, almost paranormal impact on my life. Lynch is one of these presences: I never needed to know him to know that he was speaking to me. Every film he made, every pause, every unsolved enigma was a call, a coded message to my conscience. LYNCH AKA SMOKED STYRAX is not just a perfume. It is a portal. It is a nightmare that breaks open and becomes a dream. Spray it on, and you may hear someone whispering your name... backwards. The time has come to buy your Garmonbozia.