O/E is all about paradoxes and oxymoron. It's halfway between acoustic and electric, digital and analogue, natural and synthetic, artisanal and industrial, outdoors and indoors, the past and the future. It's all manner of greens ranging from citruses to leaves via oxidised copper and fruit. It's a forest in spring, a motel room with green carpet, an astronaut wearing an Eau De Cologne, trees, wood furniture, taxidermy, a botanic garden, cigarette smoke and a crystal clear sky. It's there to cheer you up but it's also always ready to unleash its beast within, hidden inside its massive animalic-chypre bone-structure. O/E is elaborately structured, a hugely complicated edifice of bright, shining citruses, naturally green spices and florals, warm natural wood notes and sheer synthetic ones, and an underpinning of smoky animalic notes - all of which lock together to form something bright, surprisingly light, and cheerfully uncategorisable. The combinations are exquisite: an ultra-fresh bergamot opening stands atop a spicy, fresh herb garden of rosemary and thyme. Balsamic camphor cools off a bough of juniper, pine and cypress. A lilt of lush florals offset a benzoin-tinged resinousness, and a translucent layer of iso-E super wraps it all together and marks the composition as unmistakably 21st century. Each bold stroke is effortlessly complimented with the kind of artistic and architectural virtuosity that balances, but never overlaps, leaving the finished product as impressive in its scope as it is wonderfully enjoyable.