Disintegration Loop 1.1 Extrait de Parfum
Disintegration Loop 1.1 is a fragrance that mirrors the haunting, elegiac beauty of William Basinski’s seminal album. Like the decaying fragments of sound that dissolve into silence, this scent is a meditation on impermanence and the poignant beauty of what fades. Built on layers of chrysanthemum, orris, leather, and tobacco, it captures a feeling of slow unraveling—a nostalgic haze where clarity softens into abstraction.
The opening is delicate yet bittersweet, with chrysanthemum lending a softly floral, herbal greenness that feels transient, like the first strains of a melody already fraying at the edges. Elemi and juniper add a resinous brightness, evoking glimmers of light piercing through an overcast sky. The effect is fleeting, a brief clarity that begins to fragment almost as soon as it arrives.
As the fragrance evolves, a heart of orris, rum, and rose emerges, rich and melancholic. Orris butter provides a powdery, velvety texture that feels both tactile and ghostly, like a memory barely held in focus. Rum introduces a boozy warmth, a sweetness tinged with shadow, while rose weaves in a thread of soft, fading beauty—a bloom past its peak, with petals falling one by one. Together, these notes form a hazy, emotional core that mirrors the slow, hypnotic loops of Basinski’s music.
The base is deep and grounding, dominated by leather, tobacco, labdanum, and frankincense. Leather brings a raw, textured weight, while tobacco’s smoky sweetness wraps the composition in a sense of quiet resignation. Labdanum and frankincense add a resinous, almost sacred warmth, evoking a sense of finality and reverence. Saffron’s subtle spiciness lingers like the echo of something once vibrant, now subdued by time.
Disintegration Loop 1.1 is a fragrance of profound introspection, capturing the fragile beauty of things that dissolve, yet leave behind an indelible impression. It invites the wearer to reflect on the fleeting nature of time, the poetry of decay, and the quiet power of memory. Like Basinski’s loops, it is an experience that lingers, fading gently but leaving behind an enduring resonance.
Disintegration Loop 1.1 is a fragrance that mirrors the haunting, elegiac beauty of William Basinski’s seminal album. Like the decaying fragments of sound that dissolve into silence, this scent is a meditation on impermanence and the poignant beauty of what fades. Built on layers of chrysanthemum, orris, leather, and tobacco, it captures a feeling of slow unraveling—a nostalgic haze where clarity softens into abstraction.
The opening is delicate yet bittersweet, with chrysanthemum lending a softly floral, herbal greenness that feels transient, like the first strains of a melody already fraying at the edges. Elemi and juniper add a resinous brightness, evoking glimmers of light piercing through an overcast sky. The effect is fleeting, a brief clarity that begins to fragment almost as soon as it arrives.
As the fragrance evolves, a heart of orris, rum, and rose emerges, rich and melancholic. Orris butter provides a powdery, velvety texture that feels both tactile and ghostly, like a memory barely held in focus. Rum introduces a boozy warmth, a sweetness tinged with shadow, while rose weaves in a thread of soft, fading beauty—a bloom past its peak, with petals falling one by one. Together, these notes form a hazy, emotional core that mirrors the slow, hypnotic loops of Basinski’s music.
The base is deep and grounding, dominated by leather, tobacco, labdanum, and frankincense. Leather brings a raw, textured weight, while tobacco’s smoky sweetness wraps the composition in a sense of quiet resignation. Labdanum and frankincense add a resinous, almost sacred warmth, evoking a sense of finality and reverence. Saffron’s subtle spiciness lingers like the echo of something once vibrant, now subdued by time.
Disintegration Loop 1.1 is a fragrance of profound introspection, capturing the fragile beauty of things that dissolve, yet leave behind an indelible impression. It invites the wearer to reflect on the fleeting nature of time, the poetry of decay, and the quiet power of memory. Like Basinski’s loops, it is an experience that lingers, fading gently but leaving behind an enduring resonance.