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Interlude Man
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Interlude Man by Amouage is a woody oriental fragrance for men. Launched in 2012, this composition was created by perfumer Pierre Negrin. The top notes unfold with oregano, pepper, and bergamot; the heart reveals frankincense, myrrh, amber, and labdanum; while the base notes settle on oud wood, leather, sandalwood, and patchouli.
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A friend came back from Poland and left this perfume on his shelf. Since it’s hard to find here, I asked to try it. It requires an imposing and arrogant personality; whoever smells you doesn’t criticize you but feels invaded by your presence. It’s the beastiest mode I’ve tested: a bomb of pepper and incense with a body of woods. If you over-spray, it invades the room like a room freshener. You can tell the class and quality. Without the right personality or corporate authority, it’s too shocking. In Latin America, only for winter, night, and southern latitudes.
With over 300 fragrances, today Interlude is my favorite. Yes, I wear it in the heat. In Oman at 30 degrees, it smells drier, darker, and woodier; projection and longevity increase significantly, giving a desert vibe. A gem. In cold weather, up to 7 sprays highlight the amber and sweetness, but the smoke and resins persist. An all-terrain perfume with great performance. The hype is real in 2023, but it’s not for everyone. You need to know resinous and spicy perfumes.
A damn madness to wear this in public and in the heat. If you buy it based on what reviewers say without testing it, you make a serious mistake. Smells like toasted oregano, dried peppercorns, woods, heavy incense, and burnt spices. Nobody who tried it liked it: it smells old, dirty, like an old kitchen, or burnt carpentry. It’s a personal scent for people with strong personalities who don’t care what others think. Don’t buy blindly; get a $4 decant and test, test, and test some more.
Meh, Amouage and Pierre are pulling the beast mode here, but it’s not Disney or for everyone. Fantastic, but only for special events and specific seasons. Use things in their moment: Bond at the Royal Ballet in London in October, not for clueless sailors. Let a gentleman from Oman wear it at 40 degrees and bless his money. Best regards from Alicante, the city of the sun.
Haven’t smelled this in ages. Tried it at an ECI, and the performance has tanked badly. Another one they’ve ruined.
Too much hype. I bought it for the spices I love, but it’s way too pricey for what it offers. It smells like another era, very heavy, lots of incense. Be careful with the spray—I couldn’t handle it, and many people complained about how intense the scent was on others.
Smells very similar to Louis Vuitton’s Ombre Nomade.
Smells like roasted peanuts, the scent when you crack the shell, along with some incense and something sweet.
The Blue Beast is real: you become a beast the moment you apply it. Luxury ingredients, niche price, and a dark, hardcore oriental with bitter resins, amber, oud, and leather. Zero versatility, zero compliments, an unbearable scent that’ll get you kicked off the bus at the first stop. Ridiculously expensive, only for Marilyn Manson types or similar. Rumor has it they discounted it; I smelled it, ran straight to put on Invictus to detox. There’s a cheap clone from Ard Al Zaafaran listed above. Divine aroma for collectors and veterans, the rest of us are happy living without Interlude Man.
Interlude is an olfactory prodigy, an almost divine experience that elevates the spirit. Sweet fig and fresh bergamot dance elegantly, revealing layers of exotic flowers and spices like red rose and orchid intertwined with incense. The base of woods and amber creates a deep, mysterious celestial embrace. It’s perfumed poetry, a portal to greatness, and an olfactory hymn for those seeking to transcend the ordinary.
Finally, I was able to try the long-awaited Amouage Interlude, and I guarantee you that everything they say about its scent and performance is real. Based on oud with incense and amber touches, this oriental perfume makes you feel like a sultan in a harem. What can I say about its performance… Literally, I sprayed it twice and noticed its aroma for many hours; I couldn’t get it off me (which I didn’t dislike because it smells spectacular). What one perfume doesn’t achieve with 7+ sprays, this does with just one. Just be aware, it’s not for everyone or every occasion. You have to like oriental scents and, above all, attract attention. Interlude is made to be worn on a formal occasion and say ‘Here I am.’ Still, I encourage everyone interested in perfumery to try it because the hype is worth it.
Amouage Interlude, or the Blue Beast as many call it. A powerful perfume par excellence, one of those where a SINGLE spray impregnates the world. I’m fascinated by strong perfumes, the ones where you have to be careful with the atomizer, the ones that can make people fall dizzy in your wake. When I discovered Interlude thanks to my colleague @fraganceando_youtube who sent me a sample, I said ‘I don’t know, I think it’s not for me’, but while it was drying, I couldn’t stop smelling my arm. So I fell in love and had to get it. Interlude has very dense notes of incense, opoponax, amber, oud, leather, labdanum, sandalwood, patchouli, oregano, pepper, and bergamot. It has a longevity of over 24 hours and a sillage that goes for kilometers; I dare to say it’s the strongest and most durable perfume in my collection. A true gem, I hope it lasts me many years.
Finally, I was able to smell it and compare it with Midnight Oud, and in my opinion, this one is stronger and has a more intoxicating scent; the sweet opening of MO and its sister, Black Iris, is much subtler here.
Ladies and gentlemen, after smelling it calmly at El Corte Inglés and bringing the tester home with a few sprays left, I affirm this is coffee for very serious coffee drinkers. It’s for a particular audience, a connoisseur of the world that returns; any scent trying to satisfy 99% won’t convince them. In terms of smell, to me, it resembles what’s left on clothes after burning wood, mixed with leather and spices. It’s emblematic, dignified, and heavy. Wherever you go, people will smell you, so much so that on hot days or in enclosed spaces, it can seem bad taste for anyone who has to be near you. If you’re looking to smell good without more, this isn’t your perfume. You’ll receive as many compliments as comments saying you smell like an old man, the countryside, a carpenter’s workshop, or a house in the mountains. Conclusion: personally, I would only consider buying it in a small format at a later stage of my life that hasn’t arrived yet (I’m in my late 20s and don’t think it’s appropriate now). The intention is to save it for special occasions, knowing it’s a scent to enjoy yourself and ignore the rest.
I struggle immensely to break down a perfume that seems perfect in every aspect. What a wonderful olfactory journey. Undisputed oriental profile: balsamic, spicy, woody, leather, incense. It leaves a vivid, unforgettable memory. From the very first moment, it has immense personality; you feel like a powerful sultan, leaving a trail of character that covers spaces. Everyone will feel close to you. It opens bright at first; as it dries down, it loses some force and rests on a resinous, smoky, woody, vanilla-based, and ‘wearable’ base. The spices relax. It reminds me of Aladdin, terrible thing to say, but I had to be honest. It’s music, movement, strength, energy concentrated in a beautiful bottle. It’s exotic, sensual, belly dancing. There are so many things here. Just be aware, it’s not for pure personal enjoyment. It projects and lasts what few offer. For cold weather and when you want to wear it, I don’t care if I’m rushing around in enclosed spaces; it’s so special that it doesn’t matter. In short, a perfect scent. I want it to be part of my collection.
If you’re new to the niche universe like I was, don’t start here. I tried it on a blotter and thought the ‘Blue Beast’ was overrated. I allowed myself to try it on skin with 2 sprays. By 12 PM, after projecting all day and me not perceiving it (olfactory fatigue), I felt dizzy and had a headache. I had to take a shower to get it off. It is literally a BEAST. The scent isn’t attractive to me yet; it’s extremely complex. I wouldn’t buy it now, but I’m not ruling it out for the future.
Well, well: a perfume not for everyone. It’s very particular, personal, and honestly, it won’t please everyone around you, but you have to acknowledge its extraordinary quality from this house. I don’t see it as versatile; rather, it’s for winter, specific occasions, and special events. Scent: 7/10, Projection: 10/10, Sillage: 10/10.
It started when I smelled a clone called Midnight Oud and it shook the little bit of my brain addicted to perfumes, gasoline, and nail polish remover acetone. Then, I saved for three months working day and night, sold my car, gave up sweets and flour, and only then could I buy a 1.2ml decant of Amouage Interlude. The compliments didn’t take long; I don’t know if it was the perfume or because I’d lost weight. Seriously, Amouage Interlude is an unforgettable experience. The incense, oregano, woods, and smokiness make this potion a brew worthy of Hephaestus, Vulcan, and Xiuhtecuhtli.
I bought it at El Corte Inglés, where they offered a decant of whichever brand I wanted; I chose Interlude and my head exploded: impressive, I couldn’t stop smelling it, and the projection was insane. Love at first sniff, with notes of oregano and incense… stunning. I immediately looked for a clone and bought Afnan, but I always left it on the shelf unused for some reason I can’t explain, even though it smells very similar. This Saturday, I treated myself and bought it again: my head exploded again! What a wonderful perfume; I’d pay ten times more for it. Mother in Oman, my bottle, is impressive. Perfect for dressing up and looking presentable; otherwise, go with Invictus. Projection: another level. Longevity: eternal. A niche perfume, through and through.
Masterpiece and totem of modern perfumery: if you love this world, you have to try it. While there are incredible Emirati clones from Ard Al Zaafaran or Afnan, the original is a work of art with unmatched nuances; every wear is a different journey with that Interlude-level complexity. It smells very Arab and distinguished, worthy of a sultan. Just be aware that Western noses might frown at it, and its potency requires careful application. For me, it’s so lavish and personal that I don’t mind if I almost never wear it; simply being able to spray it on my wrist and smell it justifies the purchase. If you haven’t tried it, grab a 2ml decant and enjoy it without rushing to judge. You might end up just like me, passionately addicted to this infinite world.
Completely reformulated. It keeps the same notes and composition, but it’s no longer the original Blue Beast. I bought a 100ml bottle at Neiman Marcus in Coral Gables, Miami. Made in Oman. I think Amouage reformulated it to open up the market for its siblings, Interlude Iris and Interlude 53. The older batches definitely had the sillage and longevity I’ve seen online. For those who say this perfume is only for night outs and very formal events, I’ll tell you that personally I wear it to the office and no one notices unless I get close to them. Projection is good for the first hour, but once it dries down, it stops projecting and stays in a rich personal bubble. On my skin, it takes on a very rich sweet and creamy tone, always accompanied by incense. You don’t need to press your nose to your arm to smell it; at 20 cm you can already smell that spectacular scent. Lasting power on skin is definitely 6 hours; after that, it stays very close to the skin and you might not even notice it. If you wear it in the morning, you’d need to reapply in the evening. I haven’t tested it on clothes because personally I like to use a different perfume every day. To conclude, I think the reformulation was very convenient because you won’t be as imposing as with the original formula, so you can wear it more often in different situations. I hope for honest feedback from Andres, Jeremy, and other perfume addicts on social media. I repeat, Interlude is no longer the Blue Beast it was in its beginnings.
At this point, it’s firmly in the cult fragrance Olympus. A masterpiece born for autumn, its scent of burnt wet leaves and smoke is a truly unique olfactory experience. I was lucky enough to get a decant since the full bottle is so expensive, but the joy of holding even a small portion of Blue Beast in my hands is unforgettable.
When I first bought it, I’m not sure if it was because I was happy to own it or because I applied way too much, but it lasted quite a while. Now that I’m testing it properly with the right number of sprays for a niche at this level, I have to say it’s been reformulated, but excessively. It’s not even close to the original Blue Beast or Blue Cat; it doesn’t project like it did a few years ago, not even a little. I guess it’s because they extracted the old Interlude and turned it into a concentrate, then priced it at nearly €500. What a fiasco. I paid €345 for it, which is way too expensive for the performance it offers right now. I’ll wait a few months to see if things change, but I’m disappointed in a perfume that was more of a dream than a reality for me. My batch is Made in Oman.
Greetings, Rodomia: Regarding the issue, it’s not surprising that Amouage, a supposed luxury house, conveniently reformulated perfumes like Jubilation XXV, Interlude, and Reflection to launch new ones, just as Chanel does with its fragrances (Bleu being a prime example). Amouage is no longer the luxury house that produced true niche perfumes of genuine quality, leaving us eager to try and buy them. Day by day, it’s becoming more like today’s Chanel, and the criminal reformulation of Reflection Man is just proof of that.
Amazing resinous possession. In this Amouage, the amber dominance is absolute—resinous and cloying. After the first notes of bergamot, the sweetness emerges, only to be repeatedly tempered by incense, smoke, and wood, creating an almost bitter edge. Sweetness eventually triumphs, but the struggle between the two lies at the heart of this woody core. With its nuances and complexities, it’s quite a journey. Definitely for under 25 degrees. Note: this isn’t for everyone. It may have a slightly extroverted, pompous side, so use it sparingly. High-quality materials, brutal longevity, a trail that lasts hours—a monster with scorched wood skin. Given the price, this must be blood from the House of Ent. I wouldn’t pay for it even in my most glamorous dreams, despite its undeniable magnetism and uniqueness. I simply won’t spend such immoral amounts on a perfume, sir. I’ll keep searching for the closest clones, the imitator houses, something that approximates this damn dark wonder. Review: After wearing it longer, I notice some fatigue from the sweet turn; it just doesn’t work for me. That said, it’s an absolutely fantastic fragrance.
This is a masterpiece and CANNOT be described any other way. Excuse my vehemence, but that’s just how it is. The best men’s winter perfume ever created. I’m serious! A dark, resinous, dense, smoky scent. An autumnal, cozy, spicy, woody smell that’s rough but not cloying or heavy. It’s magical. Very, very special, unique, and different. Plus, it’s the definition of a brown beast: 12+ hours on skin and projects over 2 meters for at least 5 or 6 hours!!! Seriously, it’s insane. The only ‘downside’ is that it has a very specific cold-climate vibe—I mean cold, winter. I wouldn’t even dare wear this in autumn. In summary: Age: 30+. For the first time, I’m not marking this Unisex. This is bottled masculinity. Winter only. Scent: 8.5/10. Longevity: 10/10. Projection: 10/10. Versatility: 3/10. $$$$. 3.65 Euros/ml. Final Score: 9/10.
Amouage Interlude stands out primarily for the intense presence of incense, combined with resins, amber, oud, and leather. Its performance is exceptional, boasting otherworldly longevity and projection. With an elegant and masculine character, it positions itself as an interesting option for those looking to make a strong impression. However, I must mention that personally, I absolutely do not enjoy it. Still, I invite users to try it and draw their own conclusions.
Featuring notes of Oud (Agarwood), Incense (Olibanum), Jamaican Pepper, Sandalwood, Amber, Cistus Labdanum, Opoponax, Bergamot, Oregano Leather, and Patchouli. Inspired by chaos and disorder, this spicy and woody fragrance masks a moment of harmony in its heart.
Amouage uses this description to convey the duality of Interlude Man, blending chaos and harmony. ‘Inspired by chaos and disorder’ refers to the explosive, challenging opening with bold notes like oregano, pepper, and incense, creating a confusing clash of intense scents. ‘This spicy and woody fragrance’ highlights its two pillars: strong spices and deep woods that support its intense, masculine character. ‘It masks a moment of harmony in its heart’ suggests that after the chaotic opening, the fragrance reveals a more balanced, harmonious core with resinous, woody, and amber notes that soften the experience, making it seductive and enveloping. Basically, Amouage is saying Interlude Man starts as an olfactory chaos but settles into an intense, mysterious harmony over time—a metaphor for how disorder can hide underlying balance, reflecting both the fragrance’s complexity and the wearer’s personality.
Monster-level projection and sillage; instant love at first sniff with the blue beast.
I bought a decant out of curiosity, one of the best fragrances in history and a favorite for many. Not my case. When I put it on, the oregano assaults me and swallows everything else. It’s one of the most unpleasant things I’ve ever worn. I feel like a pizza. Also, it’s a bomb in performance, and the scent doesn’t go away even after washing. I still speculate if the decant was in bad condition, but after researching, it seems quite reliable.
Spectacular projection and trail. I think it will be hard to find an occasion to use it, but it’s worth having if your wallet allows it, for specific contexts where you want to be noticed. It feels very high quality. For me, it’s mainly for cold climates and night. Not suitable for blind buys if you enter the niche world or if you don’t like perfumes outside the ordinary. Update: I sprayed it on my hand yesterday at 1 PM; after two showers and a gym session, it’s still present today (11:50 PM) very subtly when pressing my nose to the skin. It’s batch 2022, made in Oman.
Some perfumes seek to please; Interlude does not. Interlude imposes itself. It’s fire, incense, and resin in a symphony that only a few can master. It opens with smoke, burns with spices, and then settles like a king on his throne: dark, imposing, untamable. This isn’t for kids, it’s for those who dare. Interlude isn’t carried, it’s conquered. A legend, a beast, a modern classic that doesn’t say good afternoon but fills the house. My second favorite perfume of all time.
I tried it a while ago and bought it on the spot. It’s aggressive, but I like it. I think I projected myself into it. I don’t hate the oregano, even though I’m not entirely fond of the opening. What I loved was the dry down: resins and amber unlike anything Westerners are used to. Like an attar a sheikh would wear for a special occasion and use in summer (Westerners aren’t used to that). It’s the most complex and realistic amber I’ve smelled, along with the incense tones. I imagine it has a lot of castoreum or tree tars like birch or juniper. The amber note is usually superficial and vanilla-like in the West; here it’s a WHAM of well-resinous, smoky amber, the incense itself. An extraordinary work. A perfume of presence. It marks others’ memories.
I bought a decant to see what it was about. God, I only feel very strong, unyielding oregano. I hold it in my hand and try to smell it over and over to detect something else or see if it becomes friendlier, but I can’t even bring my nose close.
Excelsa: this fragrance is madness, an olfactory delight in beast mode, impossible to go unnoticed. For those crisp days when you need the warmth of a hug, she accompanies you like an aura around you where you’ll perceive it and everyone you cross paths with. It’s unbeatable. For me, it’s the only ultra-niche worth every penny it costs.
Interlude isn’t a perfume; it’s an invading DNA, a genetic command of power that filters into every olfactory cell until it takes over your breath. You put it on and something changes: you lift your chin, your gaze becomes haughty, your thoughts become imperial decrees. You no longer seek to please, you don’t need to be liked; you’re going to impose yourself silently and inevitably. If someone says ‘I don’t like it,’ you just look at them. Because authority doesn’t argue, it just exists. You carry the scent of the one who has the last word, the aroma of your boss’s boss. That type who doesn’t compete, dominates. It’s like going out with your pets, only they aren’t two Rottweilers, but two Bengal tigers walking at your pace. Warning: if you don’t have character or your presence wavers, don’t try it. Interlude devours you. It’s too much perfume for someone who doesn’t know who they are.
Made for people who need attention, no matter what. Do you know that type who screams and does everything to be the center of attention, regardless of whether people like them? That irritability shows in this perfume. It’s well-made and has quality, but think before you use it: if you live in society, respect boundaries. Nobody wants to smell like a burnt forest from three or four meters away; people like their own scent, not your forced mess. Be considerate. It’s difficult and unpleasant for most. It doesn’t scream ‘class and confidence,’ it screams ‘insecurity and need for attention.’
Interlude Man is an intense, dark, and punchy fragrance for people with character. The opening is spicy and bold, with oregano and pepper hitting hard from the first second. It’s not a gentle opening, but direct and serious. In the heart, a dominant incense with resins and an amber base that gives it depth and density. It becomes dark, heavy, and enveloping, without letting up. As it dries, dark woods, oud, and leather reinforce that dry, intense, very masculine character. It conveys a lot of strength and personality, but feels too heavy for everyday wear. The performance is brutal: lasts over 12 hours with intense projection and a marked trail that lingers for a long time. Even hours later, it’s still on the skin. For me, it’s hard to use outside the house; I enjoy it more as an experience than something to carry. I recognize its high quality, but it doesn’t fit my tastes or excite me. Rating: 6/10.
Absolute favorite. Yes, it’s expensive, but with current designer prices, it’s like buying three perfumes at once. It smells of real, deep, spicy incense; every inhalation reaches your soul. Others call it ‘the blue beast,’ but I’d happily wear liters of it. It’s a scent I love so much I don’t mind marking territory. Note: if you don’t like incense, forget it. It’s for winter, total darkness, and spectacular for events. A pity to use daily, though I’d wear it all the time.