Considered a great honor, this is one of the most distinguished aspects of New Orleans culture. Its roots lie in the customs of the Dahomeans and Yoruba people, and is a celebration of both the person’s life and the beauty and solemnity of their death. The procession is lead by the Grand Marshal, resplendent in his black tuxedo, white gloves and black hat in hand; almost a vision of the great Baron Samedi himself. The music begins with solemn, tolling dirges, moves into hymns of sorrow, loss and redemption. When the burial site is reached, a two-note preparatory riff is sounded, and the drummers start the second-line beat, heralding the switch in music to joyous, upbeat songs, dancing, and the unfurling of richly decorated umbrellas by the ‘second line’ friends, family, loved ones and stray celebrants. Strutting, bouncing, and festive dance accompanies the upbeat ragtime music that sends the departed soul onto its next journey.
Didn’t he ramble
… he rambled
Rambled all around
… in and out of town
Didn’t he ramble
… didn’t he ramble
He rambled till the butcher cut him down.
His feet was in the market place
his head was in the street
Lady pass him by, said
look at the market meat
He grabbed her pocket book
and said I wish you well
She pulled out a forty-five
said I’m head of personnel.
Didn’t he ramble
… he rambled
Rambled all around
… in and out of town
Didn’t he ramble
… didn’t he ramble
He rambled till the butcher cut him down.
He slipped into the cat house
made love to the stable
Madam caught him cold
said I’ll pay you when I be able
Six months had passed
and she stood all she could stand
She said buddy when I’m through with you
Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo’ hand.
Didn’t he ramble
… he rambled
Rambled all around
… in and out of town
Didn’t he ramble
… didn’t he ramble
He rambled till the butcher cut him down.
I said he rambled
lord
… ’till the butcher shot him down.
Bittersweet bay rum, bourbon, and a host of funeral flowers with a touch of graveyard dirt, magnolia and Spanish Moss.
tkopetski –
Love this one. I wear it with Funeral Parlor from Vampfangs, they mix beautifully. I like heavy, dark scents, and have bought many dirt/grave themed perfumes, (which this smells like to me) this one is my absolute favourite. This is my first BPAL perfume.
In the bottle it is deep, dark, a little hint of spice and just a tinge of floral. Makes me think of being in an old cemetery at night after it’s rained
Wet on my skin, a little powdery, floral, but still very dark. A bit of spice.
As it dries it becomes more floral, sharp. One sniff is very feminine, and the next is a heavy incense.
After about 20-30 mins it takes on a weird smell, I think it may just be my skin though. A little sour, very earthy.
Dry: wet earth, reminds me of holiday mass incense.
I always put this on at least 40 mins before I leave. It’s a very dominant scent, a little goes a long way, and it can last even after showering.
Raven –
I got this scent for my boyfriend some time ago as he is a fan of the darker, heavier scents. At first it comes off very strong, but it wasn’t a bad scent on him. As it dried down it just got better. It has a sort of femininity, but I love the way it smells on a man.
hotaru1301 –
previously owned bottle: age unknown
in the bottle: It is a very mellow scent. I recognize the opium from various Opium scented incenses I’ve sampled. The myrrh gives a deep scent that seems to expand in my senses as I inhale. This reminds me of some of the incenses I would burn for rituals and meditation.
wet on skin: Opium and myrrh are in the fore front. This is a calm, mature and heavy scent. It brings to mind the type of attitude that is comfortable and calm in the deep dark. This evokes thoughts of dark rooms; closed and airless. A very deep and meditative scent. Reminds me of a lonely, empty church sanctuary at night.
dry on skin 30+ mins: Oh wow! Where did that floral come from!? The narcissus has a very lily like quality. This floral adds a very open and airy tease to the scent. I’m starting to get that “smokers” shop/indie record shop atmosphere. It’s just like the closed off back room of these shops where the walls are covered in psychedelic posters, the shelves covered in pipes and hookahs and lit with a black light.
worn 3+ hours: the floral narcissus and opium have faded into the background. The myrrh has mellowed out. The elements of the scent still linger in the skin. This might be a scent that needs to be reapplied during the day. While this scent doesn’t actually make me feel gloomy, I can imagine this scent as a “graveyard” scent. I can imagine the entrance to an old forgotten mausoleum. This would be the scent that crawls around you as the door the mausoleum closes behind you.
I have about half of an imp. I will be getting more when I run out. This one for my collection.
Denise –
Absolutely stunning! My fave opium scent! Opium works well on me. Dark, mysterious, and womanly. This isn’t for the gals that like fruity bubble gum, child like scents. It’s alluring. Upon application the deep opium fills your senses, then upon Dry down, the floral peeks through, adding to the feminity of this scent.
Ginny –
In the bottle, a kind of dark and sexy smell, but on my skin it just turned powdery and old lady-like.
Rachel –
For some reason, all the opium-based scents smell really, really good on me. This is my signature scent, and I love it so much. It’s got a nice mysterious angle that I really like. This and Debauchery, I wear whenever it’s time to dab a little bit on.
luxdancer –
Wet: Floral, pine, fresh. A little Irish Spring, imo. After application, there’s a spicy note, still strongly floral though. I smell nothing dark about this scent.
Dry: Much later, the florals have mellowed out somewhat and a muskiness comes out, but it’s still not what I would call dark. Cool, spicy florals with a smooth musk in the background.
carlos –
I love this fragrance! There are many layers to it. What first hits you is the jarring bolt of Black Narcissus, which melts into the intoxicating allure of darkest Opium. The Myrrh is there to throw you off. You almost want to say this is a scent made up of resins used in churches back in the Middle Ages, but the mysteries of the Silk Road kidnap your soul. This is the scent of a fallen nun who has invaded Rapaccini’s garden and has lifted up her habit to seduce you, and poison you.
Sara –
smells like candle smoke. dark and sexy. The myrrh and opium go together so well. powdery and feminine.