Dry Spell ~ Autumn-Winter 2026

A unisex desiccated delight! The scent of Autumn has a particular arid charm which we recognize and long for when eagerly anticipating of the change of season…combining two particular favorite aspects, we’ve mingled dry oak leaves and forest-y accents of sturdy walnut, dusty frankincense and earth with the pumpkin spice deliciousness of pumpkin, ginger, and gingerbread cookies. “Dude, like, what is taking her so long?” “Harley has never been on time for anything! But she’s way excited for this trip.” “Where we goin’ this time?” “There’s a band she read about in The Fiendish Field Guide -” “Wait a minute, I thought you said you didn’t wanna know about anything else in that thing.” “Well, it’s a rock band, how dangerous could that be?” “Who, though?” “They’re called Dry Spell?” “Noooo way!” “What?” “They’re, like, this mysterious analog horror rock band.” “How is that even a thing?” Harley came bounding down the stairs as always, grinning and waving sheets of paper filled with screencaps and message board postings. “Yeah baby, we’re goin’ to a show!” She looked at me skeptically. “You are not dressed for a club.” “And he is?” I gestured to Tad. “Guys can wear anything, you know that. But whatever - dude, can you believe this is happening?!” Tad threw the horns. “Whatever it is I bet it’s way spooky.” “Explain,” I demanded, arms crossed and giving my best skeptical scowl. “Dry Spell is an analog horror band -” “Yeah I got that part.” “- they claim their songs are too cursed to perform publicly.” “Yeah,” Tad chimed in, “that’s why you can only hear ten seconds of each one on their Bandcamp page.” “So then -” “We’re gonna investigate.” I mean…it’s not the craziest thing we’ve ever checked out. And it was Halloween, after all. “Okay, I’m in.” “Yay!” Harley exclaimed, arms in the victory pose. “Did you bring snacks?” Tad asked. “Don’t I always?” tossing him a bag of pumpkin cookies. “Okay so to prepare ourselves we have to listen to all their stuff, should take an hour.” “An hour’s worth of 10-second song snippets?  Yippee.” “Where we goin?’” Tad asked, speaking around a cookie in his mouth. Harley held up one of the printouts.  “Says it’s on the east end of Centerton, the place is down the road from the abandoned mall.” “Oh that’s not creepy at all!” Tad merged onto the highway like he was Mad Max and I asked myself yet again why did I do this every Halloween…and the answer was: because encountering spooky stuff was always more fun with your friends. Scent: A woodsy pumpkin scent. Dry leaves and spiced pumpkin cookies.  ༄˚࿔ ❄︎ 🕷 .ೃ࿔ ☕︎ ࿔ೃ. 🕷 ❄︎ ࿔˚༄ MAGICKAL MEANINGS OF INGREDIENTS: PUMPKIN ~ Fertility, plenty, abundance, prosperity. Male sexual stimulant. GINGER ~ Fiery and fortifying, induces passion. Intensifies love spells and success spells. Love, money, success, power. Ginger increases sensitivity in the erogenous zones. OAK ~ A wood of masculine and projective energy. It symbolizes endurance, triumph, strength, power, prosperity, and heroism. FRANKINCENSE ~ Purification, consecration, protection, exorcism. Associated with silver and the moon. WALNUT ~ Leaves promote fertility, carry nuts to delay pregnancy. Wishes granted, strengthens the heart, enhancement of mental powers. Dark earthly powers. EARTH ~ Grounding, centering, protection, renewal, reincarnation, life. ༄˚࿔ ❄︎ 🕷 .ೃ࿔ ☕︎ ࿔ೃ. 🕷 ❄︎ ࿔˚༄ Created by: Mara ~ Love Potion® Magickal Perfumerie Description by: Julie ~ Luna65