Fri 6 Mar 2009
Pong Farr
Posted by anaglyph under Perfume, Scary, Science
[19] Comments
Loyal acowlyte JR brings to my attention the slightly scary news that Genki Wear (apparently known for its replicas of science fiction & fantasy jewellery) is releasing this Spring a new set of fragrances: Genki Wear Star Trek Perfume – A Trio of Scents from the Final Frontier.
Although this is spruiked widely on various intertube outlets, there’s no actual news at Genki Wear itself, and since their website doesn’t appear to be selling anything except one solitary Buffy pendant, it’s a bit difficult to tell if this announcement is the real deal or just some clever Borg assimilation plot a trés amusing internet prank.
According to trekmovie.com, Genki’s three fragrances will be called Tiberius, Red Shirt and Pon Farr, names I’m sure will have relevance to all Star Trek fans but seem oddly flat to me (aside from the curious and slightly comical sounding Pon Farr, which is, evidently, named after the Vulcan Mating Ritual*).
As you know, I am wont to muse on things perfumical here on The Cow, so I bring you this news by way of an interest-piquing tidbit, a public service announcement and a health warning.
I also invite you to ponder other film or television landmarks that might be rich for plundering for perfume spinoffs. The Addams Family springs immediately to my mind with Swamp, Cordite and Grandmama being possible candidates for fragrances, and Green Acres would similarly suggest Hayseed Martini, Pitchfork and Arnold Ziffle.
We could be onto a veritable Texas Tea gusher here folks.
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*Which also sounds curious and slightly comical. So I guess there’s some method in the madness.
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From the old Andy Griffith show: Ode de Otis.
From the old Leave it to Beaver Show: Beaver Fever.
From All In The Family: Archie’s Bunker.
From The Prisoner: Number Six, Number Ones and, of course, Number Twos.
from Prisoner: The Freak, Top Dog, and Scent of a Woman
CRUSH YOUR ENEMIES, SEE THEM DRIVEN BEFORE YOU, AND HEAR THE LAMENTATIONS OF THEIR WOMEN!
From The League of Gentlemen: Ode de Toad, Pew de Lazarou, A Local Scent for Local People
Nice going all*. I’ll put the labs on it.
*Except for Malach, who is, as usual, just an idiot.
um, don’t bother sending me my sample bottle of Number Twos.
How about scents for Malach? Plein D’Air Chaud? Parle Constamment Bêtement? And my personal favorite: Trop Stupide De Vivre
Actually, can you send my sample bottle to Malach?
Pil & Atlas: All this effort is wasted on Malach. He wouldn’t even remember why he was holding the bottle in his hand.
from The Monkees: Tork to Me; Last Train; White Out; Believer
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Poor old Eaton, one suspects the standards have slipped a tad over the years…
The King
That just gave me an incredible headache. Is there nothing they will not sell in the name of Star Trek? Of course Gene Simmons the master mind behind the KISS lunch box and KISS Coffin would do it, and with pride.
I must admit, with some..not much, but some shame I would try out fragrances from the Adams Family. Especially “Dead-Black-Decapitated Rose.” Yeah, I would go for that.
A Flintstone’s line perhaps? Earthy, pungent and somehow reminiscent of bare feet.
The Yabba Dab of Dew
Mister Slate
A hint of Weirdly Gruesome
And no collection is complete without a little Whiffsputin, either.
As usual, great contributions all (well except for Malach who is useless and deRIK who is obviously just plain deranged).
Your suggestions have been put in the ever-busy TCA Labs’ suggestion box, and will be reviewed in due course. Should commercial opportunities arise from your extraordinary ideas, my people will be in touch with your people etc.
In the meantime… Engage!
You mean Engage in a new post don’t you Rev?
The King