Zoologist tyrannosaurus rex

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A Fantastical Cretaceous Apocalyptic Scent

A sultry heat wafts across the land, lapped up greedily by the abundant flora that thrives in its midst. Trees soar to majestic heights and plants flower for the first time, their petals spreading to give birth to a world rich in diversity. The Cretaceous period comes of age against a backdrop scorched by wildfire and lightning strikes. Over this turbulent landscape, a massive predator looms. Giants rule the earth, but even giants can be cut down within the powerful jaws of the fearsome tyrannosaur. Standing tall, the terrifying beast fears nothing, until that pivotal moment when a fire in the sky signals the end of their deadly reign.

Zoologist Tyrannosaurus Rex is a gargantuan scent that sinks its teeth into the world of delicate fragrances and rips it wide open. Primitive woods and florals seize you and snatch you away to an ancient era. Smoky, charred wood warns of the danger of smouldering fire, setting your senses on edge, while droplets of metallic rose oxide offer a chilling premonition of blood-lust. The mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex is sometimes menacing, sometimes fascinating, but never, ever ordinary.

Perfumer: Antonio Gardoni
Parfum Concentration: 23%
Size: 60 mL / 2 fl. oz.
Top Notes: Bergamot, Black Pepper, Fir, Laurel Leaf, Neroli, Nutmeg
Heart Notes: Champaca, Geranium, Jasmine, Osmanthus, Rose, Ylang Ylang
Base Notes: Resins, Cade, Cedar, Civet*, Frankincense, Leather*, Patchouli, Sandalwood, Vanilla

*Synthetic notes. Zoologist Tyrannosaurus Rex does not use animal products.

Made in Canada. Product will be shipped from Canada.

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Top Notes	Bergamot, Black pepper, Fir, Bay leaf, Neroli, Nutmeg
Heart Notes	Champaca flower, Geranium, Jasmine, Osmanthus, Rose, Ylang-ylang
Base Notes	Resins, Prickly cedar, Cedar, Civet, Frankincense, Leather, Patchouli, Sandalwood, Vanilla

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SYMPATHY FOR THE.

You can still hear it far away and deep in the jungle but it’s getting closer.
And faster than expected.
Something great and powerful makes its way through the thicket.
Does it smell like burning earth?

"Please allow me to introduce myself. "

Intense, almost sulphurous incense wafts rise into my nose.
Yes it burns!
And smoke!
It glows!
But not only the dark earth, no the whole jungle smoulders glistening brightly under old wood and dark ground.
And the embers free all the spicy, resinous and animal scents, which had hidden in the flora and — yes — in the fauna of the jungle shortly before.

"I’m a man of wealth and taste . "

In one powerful coup, HE unleashes the complete olfactory richness of the environment. A truly breathtaking and all senses beguiling event.

"I’ve been around for a long, long year, stole many a man’s soul and faith. "

Ancient woods, sweet resins and harsh juices, spicy herbs and essential essences impregnate the air with their precious smoke.
Shortly I think to get no more air, but then I open myself and just give myself to HIM.

"Pleased to meet you, Hope you guess my name . "

Oh, yeah, well, I know his name. And I am devilishly glad that I was allowed to make his acquaintance today!

"But what’s puzzling you, is the nature of my game."

I’ll follow him. carefully and never too close. I will wear its smoking aromatic scent again and again to become one with the molecules of nature freed from fire.
Even closer to me and to the origin of everything.

Ooops . excuse me! Must’ve just been going over a bit with me 😉

"Tyrannosaurus Rex" by Zoologist simply knocked me over and I immediately had this great Stones classic in my ear (One of my absolute favourite songs ever).
A perfume like an elemental force. Brachial but beautiful.
Excessive and overwhelming but absolutely portable.
And in addition still the typically affectionately arranged bottle — I love these wonderful and characterful drawings!

Have faith in this great primeval being. it’s worth it!

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, mmm yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, mmm yeah

But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, mmm mean it, get down!

Woo woo
Woo woo
Woo woo
.

The soundtrack to the comment can be found here: https://youtu.be/GgnClrx8N2k

The quintessence of confusion?

I haven’t written a comment for 110 days now. A statement here and there. Nothing more. Why?

Because I’ve been thinking about "perfume" in circles for the last few months.
Little to nothing really convinced me. And when a scent was drawn in, I quickly noticed that I didn’t like either the drydown or the performance.
I was really sad. What had become of my passion? Has the eternal ambivalence made me tired or even lazy?
How should it go on?
I stumbled across an article about the "10 most interesting fragrance houses". Names like "Papillon Perfumery", "Profvmvm Roma", "Imaginary Authors", "Bortnikoff" or "Bogue" were already known to me through bottles and bottlings. But the Canadian company "Zoologist Perfumes" I didn’t really have on the radar.

Fragrances that always impress me are those that even after the 20th time smell still fascinate me. These are scents that stay in my nose for minutes, even if I only smelled from the sprayer. These are the ones that immediately awaken images in my head. These are fragrances that don’t annoy me, but which I still can’t understand and see through. These are fragrances that only become really good after 2-4 hours. Many fragrances that I have tested in the last weeks are after 4 hours only replaceable, irrelevant swaths of their own.

All these properties I’m talking about here apply 100% to "T-Rex". I have never smelled such an interesting, multi-layered, brutal, durable and high-quality fragrance.

Why do I have to tell you so much on the outside? Because I can’t classify and describe the scent. He kills you with so much that at first I thought, "this scent doesn’t appeal to anyone, anyone can provoke somehow".
Even then, I was wrong. The fragrance rewards those who do not let themselves be deterred by the frightening start. And so this fragrance is for me not only pure perfumer’s art (google Antonio Gardoni), no, but also a great social criticism. Nowadays, time is everything. Time is economized. First impressions count. Consensus has priority. Favourableness and "political correctness" do not only hold sway in media and technology, but also in our favourite hobby.

Taking time not to evaluate things with a wipe. Pausing and giving time to topics, people, situations and scents to question them critically and sincerely. Take a look behind the licked, eel smooth surface.

I don’t want to encourage any more "anarchy" or any other stupid system criticism here. no. I would like to dedicate this fragrance not only to my longest comment so far, but also to my extremely rare 10/10 points. Bravo Mr. Gardoni!
If not for "T-Rex", for whom then?

Thanks for reading through!

Prehistoric forest fire

Smoky herb ash

Beastly? Don’t. Don’t.

I must honestly say that after reading some comments on Zoologist’s Tyrannosaurus Rex, God knows what a punch on the nose I expected. And bloodshed, burning palm trees and rising clouds of smoke. The whole apocalyptic program of prehistory. Well, it’s not like that. Yes, the palm trees are burning. Yes, the clouds of smoke are rising. But there’s no blood yet. In fact, this fragrance is the best and most interesting thing that has come under my nose so far — so much in advance.

The fragrance starts off unusually intriguing. Hardly tangible, what is firing at the same time and room filling. I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know. Sweet, hot, smoke, tar. Immediately I wanted more, and more, and still a little more, in order to get in completely and safely.

For me it starts with white smoke: typical post-campfire smell, fading embers, forest air. At the same time a discreetly composed sweetness unfolds, so that the perception begins to jump back and forth: Smoke/Sweet/Smoke/Sweet — a pretty exciting thing. I liked that.

After some time, the smoky notes give way to finer nuances: pleasantly moderate metallic notes, lasting sweetness and incense. All quite bearable, but dynamic. Much more exciting than Zoologist’s Camel, who had turned himself on my skin into a sticky heavy, homogeneous sweet mass of the old muff school and couldn’t be washed off. Tyrannosaurus Rex is really much more detailed, more differentiated and yes, also more carefree.

I cannot say whether the fragrance is really suitable for everyday use, it is certainly not completely harmless. In opposition to send clothes — yes, sure thing, the game of opposites halt. Uncombed in a suit, yes! I wouldn’t camp with it — who would take their own firewood with them when they go into the forest?
Urban is the T-Rex for me in any case, and there I would not greatly question what with what, and if, and at all. To go out? Yes. Office? No. Man needs less office, more forest. More smoke!

Chief Detective T-Rex appears at scene of crime

I had just written a statement, but I have to comment on it. Not much for smoky odors. This one used to be in a souk shop. I finally got a splash on my wrist today and don’t think it’s as bad as many people see it here.

The beginning? I can’t bear it. Bizarrely stinking, burning carcasses. Here it’s just eyes closed and through. The animals at the scene are ablaze. What then comes pleases me. The smell of dinosaurs diminishes and incense becomes more and more important. The animals are extinguished and the scent becomes portable. The scratching smoke always remains in the foreground, but is backed with pleasant leather and vanilla. I never notice flowers or roses. If you are looking for a pleasantly scratching smoker and are prepared to accept a short-term, severe smell, you will be rewarded. The base goes slightly in the direction of Atkinsons — His Majesty the Oud.

See the T-Rex on men. Durability and Sillage above average. That leaves only the occasion. But fans of smoky scents will know what they’re doing. You do attract attention with it. And definitely the wearer needs to be groomed. Office/everyday life by no means. Maybe with a suit to the opera?

I find the self-confident detective superintendent as a dinosaur on the flacon very suitable in any case.

Reserved only for a distinguished & sophisticated, gentleman unconcerned with the banalities of the masses.

I’m currently wearing this and it’s really my first time as I only priorly smelled it through a spritzed strip.

To get to the point: best scent I own. There’s no doubt in my mind that most people who wrote a negative review about this did NOT try it on. If only sprayed on paper, you can walk away with the impression that it’s too camphorous to wear. On skin: absolutely wonderful.

Though not overbearing, the sandalwood, jasmine and frankincense are the backbone to the scent in that, out of all the notes, they play a larger role in making it stand as a wearable fragrance.

The vanilla and rose are only there to both calm it and tie everything together and never comes through as distinguishable, at least to me.

EXTRA beastmode. Do NOT spray on clothes. you’ve been warned. Primarily inside: 1 and done. Outside: 3 and let it be.

All and all, I’m super happy that I purchased this. A five star scent if ever there were one. It may very well be the best (not the prettiest) scent I own or smelled. maybe

I’m a tough guy and that’s a good thing!

Tyrannosaurus Rex is a fragrance that lives up to its name.

I love scents that cross the border and I stand by them.
Through a dear perfume, Caligari, I came to test this extraordinary perfume.
While many users find it difficult to classify such a fragrance as a perfume, I like the idea of bringing together the seemingly impossible as a fragrance concept.
If you use T-Rex rather sparingly, you will enjoy a reminiscence of the tar machine of the early 60s at the beginning. Why does this fragrance remind me of that?

I’m maybe 5 years old and roaming the village. Pure hot asphalt is applied to the road and I enjoy real liquorice I bought in small pieces for a few pennies in the savings shop.
Nobody in my family wanted that liquorice, and neither did my friends. I still love her today. Strong, austere and yet aromatic, just like the tar smell of the time. Today it doesn’t smell so good for me on tar machines. Probably because some of the harmful substances are on the list of banned ingredients.

After sniffing the tar I took tree resin from my grandmother’s cherry tree and played with it. Sticky and sweetish, at the same time a little woody, resinous and smelling of turpentine.

T-Rex awakens memories in me, pleasant memories and therefore I like him.
Maybe I take it to hours of solitude, because just as my preference for tar and liquorice is not shared by anyone around me, so it can be with this scent.

In the course of time the smoky part increases again and a medical alcohol note brings a little sweetness, animal sweetness.

I constantly have to sniff at the back of my hand, the oily stain attracts me magically.
In short, I like this fragrance and there will be opportunities to wear it with delight. Finally something I don’t have to share

T-Rex delivers

I’m so impressed with this! Regardless of whether I like it or not, it totally captures the scent of hot, dry, red rocks and bizarre flowering plants in odd colors. The imagery I get from this is seriously prehistoric and probably not based on reality but on preconceived notions about the dinosaur days based on Hollywood films. The scent is also quite wearable, not weird at all. Dark, spicy, cinnamon-y (laurel is part of the same family as cinnamon). There is a variety of poppy that I have encountered. In fact, i have a photo of me standing in a giant patch of them. They are taller than me, with enormous, paper-like, billowy white flowers, and they have a magnificent scent. T-Rex reminds me of those exact flowers. I don’t think they are actually opium poppies, but they certainly smell hypnotic.

There is some incense in T-Rex, though it’s very well blended. I could not specifically pick out olibanum (a variety of frankincense), although I would not doubt it’s there. While this is not my "usual" style of naturalistic, forest, earthy fragrance. I find it very enticing and hard to forget. Highly recommended to at least sample!

Poor goat.

It is probably not the best idea to choose this carnivore as Zoologist’s first test scent. but sometimes you don’t choose and it’s a matter of chance. Or my inner child who’s still attracted to the dinosaurs. I don’t know. But I also have a few other fragrances of the eye-catching brand lying here, so the impression of the company is not only determined by this exceptional fragrance. But maybe that wouldn’t be so bad, because "Tyrannosaurus Rex" is a giant reptile at the top of the fragrance chain. Almost without natural enemies. Runs out of competition.

The T-Rex would be exactly the kind of perfume I would have yelled at 10 years ago. He overtaxes untrained noses and (above all) men U35 mercilessly. One-million-dollar he eats for brunch. But if you are a little involved with fragrances and the taste of time takes further, more courageous paths, then you enjoy a splitter like this all the more. It’s a creaky, oily, resinous carnivore. A ripper of the old school. The very old school. Cretaceous should have been. Fir trees, ferns, soil — no trace of sweetness or flowers at the beginning. Just teeth, blood, sweat and tears. Mostly in variations of green, rather dark. But as time goes by he becomes more gentle and calmer. It never eats out of hands. He’d rather bite your arm off. You can’t even call him old-fashioned or macho, he’s more of an animal, a cattle, a beast. Animalistic would be an understatement. A scent like a part-time apocalypse. A little restless and chaotic, but he can afford it. Mean and solemn. Makes you afraid. Like a turd on a golden throne. Untouchable. Gucci Guilty Absolute pH, on the other hand, acts like a sheep’s milk that is fed to the slaughterhouse.

Flacon: definitely makes a difference in the perfume cupboard — classic meets comic. Only kiddies should be kept away from it. but this applies to the fragrance showcase anyway mostly.
Sillage & durability: a primeval monster that can compete with the largest crushers in the industry. Brushed for riot. For 16 hours. At least.

Conclusion: you need eggs. And a very own taste. Not for virgins or young noses. An aggressive winter monster for fans of Interlude Man or the Slumberhouse bangers. A Tannenbiest in front of the Duftherrn. Smoky and ratty. Got something. And a lot of it. If it’s too strong, .

Prejudiced?

Fortunately, at the beginning I only got to know the hearty fragrances of this brand. With a mixture of extraordinary and dignified design it has at least burnt itself into my subconscious. Since then, every souk offer has been inspected. Only later did I get to know more "moderate" fragrances of the brand. It was already too late, however, to revise my positive prejudices. At some point I knew all the fragrances that were relevant to me, with the exception of the new release Tyrannosaurus Rex. I was pretty sure he wouldn’t disappoint me completely, but it was all different.

It may happen once among 50 selected samples that I immediately go onto the bottle without first obtaining a 4-ml filling. Tyrannosaurus Rex was such a case. In reality even more drastic! I only needed a single sprayer from a Mini-TZ and the purchase decision was made.

A little anecdote on the side that just occurred to me: I saw my current car in a brochure and bought the model without ever taking a test drive, let alone sitting in it. Actually, I’m not a spontaneous person at all, but there are situations that are beyond doubt. Love at first sight!

Now the bottle arrived and I couldn’t remember the fragrance sooo exactly. It was only the second encounter at all and as a precaution I took only three sprayers. Two on the chest, one in the hair. Then I went to the office. 9:15 meeting.

The smoke is dominant. Somewhat woody, but more the sharper variant, brand of fireplace with a mottled finish. Fortunately it did not remain with this component, which I already appreciated. I can confirm IKENTY’s "petrol" allusion, which unfortunately has not yet been taken up here. In addition, from time to time something dark and soft animal-like flashes out or lies as a long pile carpet underneath. The coniferous woods with the corresponding resins mentioned several times here work their way up only after hours (see next paragraph).

But what makes him dangerous about this is its durability. Of the three sprayers from the bottle mentioned above, I can still see now, although since then I have showered twice, washed my hair once and changed my clothes once. If you know me, you know that I put a lot of emphasis on performance, but this one is one of the top 5 I’ve tested so far. 36 hours after application, it was reactivated so strongly on the skin as well as in the hair that it puts so many fragrances in the shade that had just been applied. Bitchin’! And I am quite honestly surprised at how high the fragrance has already been rated here. It is very, very loud, harsh and from my subjective point of view not suitable for everyday use.

For me this is the fragrance of the year 2018. I am a collector, already have many smoke fragrances and generally keep everything I like. But if you don’t need many similar fragrances, but THE ONE from this group, you should start with T-Rex and stop. I can’t imagine what else there is to come. He really covers a lot of things. And even stronger would be bodily injury and medically questionable.

The flacon evaluation has always been an annoying exercise for me. I’m not such an outward fan. For me, it’s the inner values that count. But here, contrary to my custom, I have to make an exception. Among perhaps 400 bottles that I already had, this is the most beautiful one for me. Simple form, thick, transparent glass (bottom approx. 15 mm!), metal cap with leather (great grip) and just the dignified, modern label. The same applies to the "box", which is noble but not oversized. For me: Perfect! I’d actually buy my own shelf for a series of zoologist flacons.