Perfume mixing bench with droppers and a notebook.

Origin

Handmade between homework and rehearsals.

CHAKRA began in the after-school hours of a shy, curious teenager from Allen, Texas — a kid who sketches album covers, obsesses over guitar riffs, and hears music in thunder. He’s the kind who gets lost in Metallica solos, rewinds old Ozzy videos frame by frame, and wonders if lightning and distortion share the same frequency.

His desk — half lab, half rehearsal rig — smells like cedar, amber, and solder. There’s a fretboard leaning against beakers, droppers beside pedals, and a leather notebook stained with perfume oil and lyric ideas. On storm nights, he opens the window just to catch the metallic scent of rain hitting asphalt — the note that inspired his first blend, Winter Cabin.

He’s still figuring it out — wants to design album art, chase tornadoes across Texas, and keep recording power-metal riffs that shake like thunder. CHAKRA is the in-between: a storm bottled between melody and memory. Each micro-batch is mixed by hand, labeled under parental supervision, and sold to fund both the next perfume drop and the first guitar EP.

If you ever smell ozone before the rain, cedar in a cracked amp, or rose in a thunderclap — that’s the story he’s trying to tell.