Jasmine, Geranium, Cinnamon, Rose, Carnation, Thyme, Honey.
Patchouli, Amber, Vetiver, Civet, Moss, Musk, Vanilla.
My initial review was comparing the vintage formula to the later release of this 1988 strangely compelling scent from Jacques Bogart. The two things I will reiterate from the 2011 post is that the vintage really does possess better overall character and that Furyo is a forerunner to Arabian Nights from the same house. Let's just say it smells like the blueprint for it and leave it at that.
I suppose one of the things I like about Furyo is that it genuinely was not trying to smell like anything else or even attempting to improve on an already existing idea. Fragrances in the 70's and 80's were much like music was in the 60's and 70's. Variety was encouraged and financially backed, so taking chances was way more common than what I see today. This attitude produced some real iconic creations. Naturally, there's going to be failures as well in an atmosphere of experimentation, but just look back at the results in scent and music to see if it was justified.
Furyo is a masculine aroma. It's dark and wears on the heavy side because it possesses substance. There's an air of mystery about what you're smelling and the accents from honey and civet augment Furyo with a sensuality that isn't in your face, but obvious to those who get close. It makes for an interesting choice to wear during the colder months and I wouldn't hesitate to reach for Furyo for a night of fun, romance or both.