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Sharpshooting snipers guard the jungles where
Kinam is found, by night and by day. They seldom sleep. If any
unfortunate soul should stray within their boundaries, they are instantly
shot.
Kinam is a scent which even money can't buy, and kings can't always
attain. Rarer than large diamonds and pure platinum, kinam is the costliest
substance on earth. And it is wood, a type of
agarwood.
Fortunately for us, the Japanese bigwigs that
regulate the trade of kinam have been fooled into believing it only comes from
Vietnam. It doesn't occur to them that the scientific term they use to identify
kinam – Aquilaria sinensis – denotes another origin for their coveted
incense: China.
From the woods of Hong Kong, bordering the tropics of
Guangdong, comes an oud that exudes the green unearthly breath of rare
'Chinese aquilaria'. The airy spicy notes of green
kinam permeate this fragrance from first to last. Far subtler than
regular aloeswood, it breathes a scent which poor monks would pay dearly to
acquire: the scent of Nirvana.
 2.7 grams per
crystal bottle.
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Phase one
Sitting alone on the bank of a pond before dawn. The air trillingly reverberates with the beating of hummingbird’s wings. In the distance I hear the single note of an oboe – clear but modulated through the reeds. It is a note at once mellow and nasal, languid yet uncompromising.
The heart of a tree is jabbed, its resin caramelized in the sun giving off a burnt sweetness, thick and syrupy, dark and crystalline. The smell is moist and damp like a mound of ambered tobacco. I bury my face in the curing leaves and inhale the gummy sweetness.
I smell the licorice of the Mediterranean, the thirst-quencher of King Tut – the root snuggled into the fertile soil, oozing pithy sweetness.
Phase two
The pond’s face is kissed by the sun. The sun lights and flies on its surface – never absorbed, only skimming the water like a child’s toy sailboat.
A young girl lifes a simple flute. Its melody buoyantly rides the flipping breeze.
Faint iodine. Molasses.
Phase three
The girl still plays as she walks slowly home. Her tune is so soft I can barely hear it. The night-blooming flowers have unfurled their petals, perfuming the air with a delicate sweetness that lofts the last glow of the day. I close my eyes and feel the coolness of the moon suspended in silvery luminescence. Round moon, silver petals, sweet mist. I close my eyes and dream of……………
Translation:
Subdued eucalyptus note over a caramel/licorice-like tobacco-y sweetness. Menthol gets softer and the fragrance gets lighter, leaner and softer. Finally a light and airy cool sweetness remains. – Isabella Lee, NY
The Royal Kinam... Sweetness unsurpassed. The terms medicine, leather, barnyard and any other of that ilk do not exist in its lexicon. Indeed the only oud it is reminiscent of is the Kyara LTD. For fans of the latter this would be a breathtaking variation. Where Kyara has an intense cinnamony slightly smoky bittersweetness, Royal Kinam has a warm diaphanous floral sandalrosy sweetness with a white woody dimension permeating through, adding to its tenderly bejeweling effect. As it settles snugly on its new carrier it leisurely unfurls to display the extent of its glowing radiance upholding the fidelity of its fragrance. An oud I’d want to grow old with. – Sheraz Sheikh, Toronto
It’s the closest to kyara out of all the ouds I’ve experienced. A lighter, more playful kin of kyara. The "white woody" and "glowing radiance" descriptions are to me interestingly on point. It’s very airy (I think someone I came into contact with, while wearing it, said that I smelled like air). It radiates like menthol without its scent. It’s sweet for sure. It’s like that. A sweet, piercing, steady ringing, surrounded by a more subtle kyara-like energy. I think I wish it lasted longer, but I would need to confirm this. It is definitely one of the few interesting scents I’ve ever laid nose on. – Hasan Ohridi, NY
The joy of its scent is a most beautiful addition to my blossoming oud collection. – James John Gordon, Denmark
I am seldom thankful for my nose. This may be due to the somewhat unusual shape of my nose. Royal Kinam is one of the few reasons my nose changes from a crooked instrument of crippling complexes into a temple of humble adoration, where the primordial aroma rises full of umph and passion towards the sinuses. It wafts over my entire being, now fully tangled up in its bewitching music, blowing through the longing holes of an ancient ney as it fills my head with visions of a live wedding feast, full of Chinese priests, all unplugged... – Yohara Samawa, Jordan
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and Agarwood oil produced.
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'With the economy so shaky,
I should not do this but if I
have to stand in the
unemployment line I will at
least smell like a Prince!
Thank you!'
Tom Kennedy
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