Pointless Perfume Review: Gasoline

I don't know enough about New York City to understand what Bleecker Street is famous for. (https://www.bondno9.com/bleecker-street.html?srsltid=AfmBOoqpQSUAZXE26a7WcFQO44PzASx9L8agjMXomn4Ur4F6lp0GZhBw)

What I do know is that this perfume, happy and pleasant though it is with its interesting combo of gasoline and treated jasmine plus fruity floral notes, is not worth between $295.00 - $440.00. Come on now. Also, the bottle is green and purple, designed in a way that makes me think of an artistic collusion between Aleister Crowley and the Joker.

Cute. But neh.

Edited to add; OK, credit where credit's due, this thing was still hanging on in there into evening, with very little change to the top notes. Impressive longevity, and what you smell at first is what you keep getting.

Field of Vampires

Though generally wary of Sky History, I enjoyed watching this. It's a two part documentary based on the discovery, by Dariusz Polinski and Magda Zagrodzka, of a 17th century woman in an unmarked grave near Pien in Poland. The skeleton had a padlock on a toe and a sickle positioned across her neck. Investigations seem to bear out the idea, based on local folklore, that the padlock was placed on the toe to stop the 'good soul' leaving, so that the 'bad soul' could be kept in check, but folk seem to have been in the habit of checking these things and when they did, the padlock had sprung open. So they seem to have tried to get her to face downwards presumably as a way of pointing the dead in the direction of Hades or Hell or anywhere that's not back here with us. They failed to turn her over, thus the sickle appears to have been placed over the neck in case she woke and tried to move.

It was compelling and led to greater questions about outsiders etc, trials of the dead, mass hysteria etc. There's a lot of focus on vampires courtesy of the movie that's just come out, and of course I'll watch it, though I loved and laughed at the original too much to be a fan of Nosferatu redux. I watched it with a friend long ago in some warehouse/factory/pop-up movie theatre in Whitechapel, complete with live piano accompaniment. I haven't even watched the Klaus Kinski version, though I guess I should. Some have called it poetic, some say it's even more ludicrous than the original. Having said that, can a vampire be called ludicrous if it doesn't twinkle?