{"product_id":"tiresias","title":"Tiresias, The Androgyne Perfume Oil","description":"\u003ch2\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eTIRESIAS, THE ANDROGYNE\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cblockquote\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eUpon the next stage, a spotlight is focused on a mammoth bronze sculpture of two snakes entwined. Their bodies are wrapped around each other in an intimate embrace, and their tongues touch suggestively. The deep, somber boom of a standing bass leads into a twelve-string guitar’s plaintive moan, and as the music swells, a stunning, statuesque woman steps out from behind the statue, her fierce and regal face in profile. The spotlight dims to a deep amber-red, and shines a dark, sanguine light onto her, tinting her long, wild hair the color of blood. She sings:\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eSunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eDearest, the shadows I live with are numberless.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eLittle white flowers will never awaken you,\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eNot where the black coach of sorrow has taken you.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eAngels have no thought of ever returning you.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eWould they be angry if I thought of joining you?\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eGloomy Sunday.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eShe turns, and abruptly faces left. Her features are coarser, more masculine, and you notice the rough, dusky shadow of an evening beard on the singer’s face. On this side, the hair is cropped short, and as s\/he sighs and begins the next verse, you hear the voice deepen to a weathered, sorrowful baritone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eGloomy is Sunday; with shadows I spend it all.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eMy heart and I have decided to end it all.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eSoon there’ll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eDeath is no dream, for in death I’m caressing you.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eWith the last breath of my soul I’ll be blessing you.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eGloomy Sunday.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe singer turns to face the audience, and your senses reel. On the left side, the features are sharp, but feminine. You can see the curve of her breast, the soft fullness of her hips, the arch of her fine brow. On the right, it is the body of an Adonis, muscular and commanding. You see that a thick seam runs down the center of the body, stitched roughly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThough the vision is disconcerting, the warmth and passion in the singer’s voice swells inside your heart, and you are spellbound. Enraptured, you realize that though the gender is opposed on either side, one soul binds the whole.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/blockquote\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003eDark, moody, and bittersweet: black currant, patchouli, tobacco, cinnamon leaf, caramel, muguet, and red sandalwood.\u003c\/h4\u003e","brand":"Dark, moody, and bittersweet: black currant, patchouli, tobacco, cinnamon leaf, caramel, muguet, and red sandalwood.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45606613745820,"sku":"CARNAVAL-3-22","price":33.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0716\/7891\/8812\/files\/sideshow2016-tiresias_1.jpg?v=1772736606","url":"https:\/\/blackphoenixalchemylab.com\/products\/tiresias","provider":"Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab","version":"1.0","type":"link"}