Burying Point

[Atrous]

Damp clusters of brown patchouli, dried maple leaves, black sage, spikenard, and curled, misshapen mandrake roots.

Dark earth and roots with an herbal sweetness.
This is like digging around in dirt with clumps of herbs and shrubs growing out of it, with tangled roots and dead leaves buried underneath.
Dark, gritty, dirt, wild herbs, on the masculine side. This is my kind of scent.
As with St. Louis #1 I have no regrets about purchasing a bottle and I expect that Burying Point is a scent that will get even better as it ages.

[voodoobaby]

I bought both cemetery scents on impulse because I have good memories of both.

 

Burying Point is absolutely evocative of old Salem in the fall. At first I mostly get patchouli, to an almost overpowering degree. Eventually it mellows down to a supremely earthy dead leaf scent with an incensey background (probably the sage).

 

It's a bittersweet, warm, masculine fragrance. Despite all its earthiness, of all the BPAL oils I've tried, this one smells most like a literal campfire. There's a smoky, woodsy, sweetly decayed quality here that reminds me exactly of gathering wood and kindling to build a fire, and then setting the whole thing ablaze in a stone-lined pit. But I could definitely also see this being reminiscent of the eponymous cemetery, if only conceptually.

[zankoku_zen]

Dark, earthy, rooty. I get warm patchouli, dry leaves, and a touch of mandrake. This smells like dirt.

 

But the magical kinda of dirt. The dirt you pick up in the super old haunted cemetery in your town at like midnight on a new moon day, because you have to work some magic.

 

Powerful, manly, earthy.

Edited December 1, 2016 by zankoku_zen

[Madame Mew]

All kinds of masculine! It smells lovely on my husband, but I have not been brave enough to put it on yet. On him, dirty dark patchouli.

[roseus]

Starts of as sweet earth, gets smokier and gnarlier as it dries.

[Jeena]

This reminds me of the Billie Eilish lyrics from Bad Guy: 

You said she's scared of me?

 I mean, I don't see what she sees
But maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne.

 

Burying Point is more on the masculine side, and I love it. I feel like I just stepped out of an underground concert. It's dark, sharp, and kind of reminds me of my grandpa's barbershop-- there's a suggestion of something powdery that doesn't turn to baby powder on me at all, thank god. That happens with so many smells and ruins a lot of them for me. Very herbal, and now that I'm smelling it again, that powderyness is more of a dusty note. Underneath that, I almost get a damp rock/ petrichor smell that's very background, but lovely (the brown patchouli, possibly?). Over it all, of course, is that sharp note that I'm tempted to say is the spikenard, but I've never smelled that by itself so I can't say for sure. The Black Sage, maybe?

 

This is the kind of scent that goes great with a leather jacket. A little goes a long way. Or, do what I did, and accidentally spill too much on your arm and offend your entire poetry class. That class still smelled great when I left, though. 

[warriortwo]

A blast of patchouli (one of few BPAL patchoulis that smells like true patchouli to me) with an overlay of sour decay. The "decay" note reminds me a bit of chewed up tobacco, or of a smoker who smells of old aftershave.