Everyone keeps asking about Punk Motel. "I don't know anything", I always say. I say it all the time, but they keep looking for it anyway.

An old man like me? I just want to be left alone.

But let me be real with you — I know exactly where it is. I just won't tell anyone, because the second I do, it'll ruin the whole damn thing. Everyone thinks they're punk these days. But God, if you had met a punk when punk was punk... you might not want to be one.

We were outcasts. We didn't fit in, and we didn't want to. Real rebels. Tumbleweeds rolling through a desert. Lone soldiers. What saved us was that we were different. So different, we found each other. And we made a movement.

Punk Motel is a kind of symphony — a wild, chaotic mash of images, sounds, and scents that brings that feeling back.

I won't spoil it. So even if you come looking, even if you beg, I'll still tell you: "Don't ask me — I don't know a thing".

That's punk.

Head
White Rose
Bergamot

Heart
Salicylates

Base
Ambrette
Musk
Vanilla

Ingredients: Alcohol Denat., Parfum (Fragrance), Aqua (Water), Linalool, Limonene, Citral, Coumarin