NOTTURNO - MEO FUSCIUNI

Cycle of Poetry

A tribute to the night, to poetry. Notturno tells of my inner journey, a dark tunnel, where I can stop and reflect on the beauty of poetry, the ink-engraved word of life. The intoxicating notes of the Rum mark the way like a slap. An ethereal journey into a distant time, imaginary and dark pieces of the mind. The heart of the perfume is enveloping, like the leather enveloping the newspapers of ancient writers, a warm note of spices, birch and an elegant and dark leather accord encloses a delicate scent of flowers. It is here, at this moment of the night, that Inchiostro's notes present the poets that have marked my life: Hölderlin, Rilke, Celan, Strindberg, Dostoyevski. There was a moment in this perfume, when I wanted a sensual and romantic mutation, it's his land, his base. The warm notes of Amber and Musk, the creamy and enveloping notes of Sandalwood, the spiritual notes of Cedar Wood and Incense. The dusty, smoky memory that remains is the soul of poetry. Notturno meant an important step in my journey, a scent in which I wanted each of us to confront the poetry that has marked our lives.

Composition: Rum, Pineapple, Accord Ink, Musk, Incense, Amber, Birch, Leather, Sandalwood, Cedar.

I leave you my desperate nights, the perfume of these dark and nocturnal moments for the soul, my poetry; I leave you the note of Rum, which reminds me of the only companion of this moment, the smell of the leather of the cover of my old newspapers, the ink, the warm perfume of cedar wood and the mystery of burnt incense. Walking barefoot through the woods, the poet will only find a scent he remembered many years before. Like poetry, like night.

[Notturno was designed, created and arranged, listening to the album in each of these phases: Silent Enigma of Anathema]