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Silver Aigner 1984 Eau de Toilette

8.3 / 10 66 Ratings

A popular perfume by Aigner for men, released in 1984. The scent is spicy-woody. Projection and longevity are above-average. The production was apparently discontinued.
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Main accords

Spicy

Woody

Animal

Leathery

Smoky

Fragrance Pyramid

Top Notes

Bergamot

Fennel

Green notes Juniper

Juniper

Lemon

Heart Notes

Carnation

Jasmine

Patchouli

Spruce

Cedar

Cinnamon

Base Notes

Moss

Castoreum

Frankincense

Labdanum

Leather

Musk

Ratings

Scent

8.366 Ratings

Longevity

9.253 Ratings

Sillage

8.649 Ratings

Bottle

6.753 Ratings

Submitted by DuftJunkie, last update on 10/01/2025.

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Reviews

8 in-depth fragrance descriptions

12/07/2024

10Scent 10Longevity 9Sillage

Can777
257 Reviews

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Can777

Top Review 34

Let the games begin…!

Welcome, my gentlemen and supposed gods, to the Circus Maximus. The arena of ruthless and olfactory brutality of masculinity. Take your starting positions and equip yourselves with your finest suits, and please do not forget to wear your bulletproof and stab-proof armor. As always, be assured, it could hurt what happens here. However, you are used to pain. Or let’s just call it superiority, sovereignty, age, and dazzling taste?! I know,… back then the fights were fought dirtier! So what could possibly happen to you in today’s time where everything is so “permeable-diluted”? So poorly processed and amateurishly botched. So my gentlemen, sharpen your pens, hunting weapons, and let your laptops become bear traps. The competition does not sleep. This, however, only applies to the older generation. The younger ones are unfortunately already disqualified and fodder for the lions. Sorry! The use of tactical, stunning, and olfactory aids is expressly welcomed in the Circus Maximus. Should you have a Silver in the armory, it is, of course, also expressly welcomed. I personally know,… unfair but very effective! So please, do not hesitate. However, no more than three sprays in close combat. We don’t want any unfair advantage here!? And as for the ladies…! Just look absolutely grand as always and stretch your pretty noses. You will recognize the winner faster than you thought. So enjoy the spectacle, the show, or your self-invoked, beautiful downfall. For the ladies among you, it can only end well. Before the show or afterwards. Either way! And by the way,… the laurels on you surely look magnificent?! And so may the games begin. Much, very much luck…!

SILVER
Etienne Aigner must have felt something one day when he brought SILVER to life. A label marked by conservative luxury. Known for the finest leather and casual understatement. The realm of Aigner’s fragrances was rather soft-herb, soapy, and clean. Until SILVER appeared! Substantial, lush, and deeply animalistic. Aigner reinvented himself for a very short period. A cry of,… I am here! To stand beside a Kouros and Antaeus requires more than strength. At that time, the elite! To describe SILVER would be foolish and presumptuous. One cannot! Those who have never smelled castoreum will sense what this fragrance can do. Deep, peaty, and animalistic leather. Saturated with unfiltered and luxurious incense. Toxic and truly overwhelming. Intercepted by a bit of clove and damp, sultry moss. A proper hit of herbal-resinous labdanum and a spicy-warm dose of cinnamon and a hint of flowers invite to the final blow. This is roughly how one could describe SILVER. Could…?

Conclusion
To still be perceived and to assert oneself in today’s time, one needs special olfactory weapons. SILVER had perfected and far exceeded them back then. A fragrance that instilled a great deal of respect in me even at that time. Although I was already wearing Kouros and Antaeus. SILVER was the winner of the Circus Maximus of the outrageously, masculine-leathery animality. The strongest gladiator of its time. SILVER never became a bestseller. Which does not surprise me from both a past and present perspective. What do we kill when there is nothing left? And so one day SILVER passed away. Arrived at the top of the olfactory food chain. Aigner had wonderfully outdone himself with this perfume. Excessive, daring, and almost uncontrollably unrestrained. Even in the 80s, this was too much,… hardly imaginable. But true…!

As for an old vintage in every sense…..?
Today I wore a vintage Kouros again. Two bakers' women ran after me as I left the store to go to work and asked what I was wearing? It was just Kouros! Compared to SILVER, almost mundane. What do I advise everyone here? Wear a vintage perfume to be noticed in today’s time. As long as you can still get them. Uniqueness and backbone will be rewarded. But it comes at a price! And for the young and so trending youth in the Circus Maximus, let me say this… With the letter opener, you won’t throw far, my friend. TAKE THE SWORD….!
May SILVER be with you…!

And it was never really silver,… it was titanium,… hardly distinguishable. Apparently…!?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqaYw56CGHY

10/03/2013

9Scent 10Longevity 10Sillage

Turbobean
103 Reviews

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Turbobean

Very helpful Review 14

Complexity at its Finest

Silver by Etienne Aigner is enchanting. Composed of a multitude of fragrance notes yet with a clear line. And that line is unique, unmistakable.

The opening is citrusy-green. Clean, somewhat soapy, fresh, cool, very invigorating, activating. The juniper gives its all. The freshness, the invigorating elements remain. They are caught by incense. These are, for me, the main components. But complemented by a multitude of other ingredients. Completely impossible for me to identify them.

The overall picture is incredibly good and absolutely extraordinary. Very attractive. Do not use this fragrance if you plan to go to sleep soon. The scent will not let you sleep. It invigorates, activates, unleashes desires. Almost to the point of being painful. This is THE summer party fragrance. You leave behind a fresh, clean, and also very sensual scent trail that everyone capable of smelling must notice. A real killer! But not intrusive, as long as you don’t overdo the dosage.

Such a thing is hardly found today. This is a multitude of the purest, finest fragrance materials, very concentrated, very harmonious, unique, and very, very long-lasting. The clothes smell for days.

My 100ml bottle is now certainly 25 years old and there are still at least 60ml left. The scent shows no signs of weakness whatsoever. If I want to sniff Silver in between, the bottle is sufficient, by the way without a cap because it is a tester. Over the decades, a small amount of concentrate has settled around the spray head. That is enough to experience everything. Such massive, unchanging longevity has not come across my path before. I attribute this mainly to the incense (which I do not always appreciate in other fragrances).

There is no counterpart, there is no substitute. Silver is a milestone in the universe of fragrances.

02/06/2018

8.5Scent 10Longevity 9Sillage

Torfdoen
41 Reviews

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Torfdoen

"...let into the nose, they strengthen the brain,..."

They had tied my legs and strapped me onto a cold metal saddle. Before that, they had treated me to a fir foam bath. Quite nice. When nature is right outside your door, you can easily do without such aromatherapies. I prefer it, let's say, greasy. I was served strange things to eat: chopped vegetables, berries. Sometimes also a coarsely ground powder that you diluted with water. I drew the line at basil.

I remembered: I was just circling around the beautiful lake in front of the house when the certain feeling crept over me that Flippi, my unpleasant neighbor, would be up to no good on the shore. As I made a leap onto land, the two guys came, one in front, one behind, and no matter how much I resisted, they had already put a harness around my head. Flippi had to be somehow involved in this.

But the worst part wasn’t the questionable hospitality. Rather, a procedure that established itself over time left me completely bewildered. Every time I finished eating, one of the lab coats would stand behind me and, well, how should I put it, he would cream me, that is, from the inside - a little stick - he fiddled around my backside, he reached in there. Then he got so worked up that he jumped across the room with the stick at his nose and assured himself and his colleague with delight that he was on the right track. Like a lovesick person, he stroked my back and praised me for being such a good specimen.
How many days did I have to endure this?

The experiments repeated themselves. They gave me no answers.

“Come on, feed him that stuff.”

“You see, he doesn’t want it.”

“Then take off his muzzle and force him to.”

“Are you crazy? Just look at how he’s staring at me.”

Indeed, my mood hadn’t exactly reached Kilimanjaro in the last few hours.

“Look, he’ll eat it. He’s hungry. Just put on the gloves and remember: Always talk nicely to him. He doesn’t like you as much as me.”

“Yeah, because you’re a perverted pig.”

“What?!?”

Now anger flared up in the other one.

“Now I’ve had enough. You know very well that I’m only interested in the results. My work here is purely scientific. I won’t tolerate these insinuations any longer...”

Something like a little scuffle was brewing. A shove here, a shove there. A white sheet on the side table was accidentally pulled to the ground, revealing, oh horror, Flippi, who was frozen in complete cement-like stillness. A large piece of crosswood that they had forced on him still protruded from his dead mouth.
That was it. I had to get out of here.

“Watch out. You’re scaring our guest. Calm down.”

“Now give him the basil.”

When I heard the clanking of the harness, I saw my chance had come.
I allowed myself a few bites.

“Look, he’s taking it.”

Then I stretched out, as far as I could, reached for the guy’s pants, and gnawed his bells clean off. Alright, it was a bloody mess, but what was I supposed to do? You can imagine the screaming.
The leather straps were no problem. The other lab coat came rushing over in disbelief, and I slapped him across the face with the ladle. He went down.

Then I ran to the door, just wanted to get out of this rude torture cellar. Damn, locked. I grabbed the stiff Flippi and climbed up him to reach the door handle. The door opened. Damp masonry. Stairs. Front gardens. Fences. Finally, the edge of the forest. I had already caught a whiff. I sprinted home as fast as I could and felt really… good.
I left the crazy guys behind me.

09/27/2013

9Scent 10Longevity 7.5Sillage

Chnokfir
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Chnokfir

What does beaver musk actually smell like?

There is a scent that I once had. I always found it quite OK, used it every now and then, but the focus was mostly on other fragrances and different directions. Then one time my best buddy came over, and while I was whipping up a late dinner from the wok in the kitchen, he rummaged through my fragrance cabinets. Suddenly, I heard, “Whoa, how awesome is this?” That was the moment he discovered “Silver” for himself. The drama was that this fragrance was already out of stock at that time. All - and I mean really all - perfume shops in Munich and the surrounding area were scoured, including various online shops; we managed to secure some meager remnants. I brought him additional bottles from various trips to Bremen and Stuttgart. Eventually, even exorbitant eBay prices were paid. But eventually, even his last drop was used up; of course, it was his signature scent! At some point, I could no longer watch the drama unfold, and recently I gifted him my last bottle. After all, what are best friends for? Before that, though, I wore the scent myself one last time; I had to test how it worked on me one final time.

The packaging is silver mirrored. The shape of the bottle is already schematically represented, the lettering and the shape emblem are simple. The bottle was already quite retro at its launch in 1984, leaning heavily on the 1960s and 1970s. It was probably intended to be perceived as a gentleman's scent with a conservative touch back then. Instead of clear glass, we have cloudy white Bakelite or glass with slight gray marbling. On top, there is a silver collar and a massive silver cap. It feels nice and solid; you enjoy holding the bottle. The labeling is as discreet as on the packaging.

The scent opens with a very rich and lemony freshness note, to which many, many green accents quickly blend in. You can't even recognize them all; with this variety, “Silver” is still quite an opulent representative of its time. But fir, cedar, clove, and jasmine greet you and already give quite a volume right from the start. Cedar comes around the corner, patchouli becomes recognizable. A rather strong leather accent mixes with moss and powerful musky tones. Frankincense sometimes makes it a bit velvety, but sometimes also balsamically smoky. Yet, above all the different notes, “Silver” always remains fresh, sometimes even a bit metallic bright. According to the pyramid, there is also beaver musk in there, but what does that actually smell like? Animalistic, probably. Can it compete with musk? No idea. In any case, I don't smell anything unfamiliar that I would want to call beaver musk.

“Silver” is a masculine scent, a strong scent, a sensual scent, one that goes through several turns throughout the day. That makes it so exciting. Always delicious and appealingly harmonious, it makes you crave more and more. In its projection outward, it is strong and surprisingly attractive to quite a few women. But my hairdresser has also had considerable success with it in the male world. And all of this comes with quite a durability, as one was always used to at that time. I can easily smell it on myself for a good fourteen hours, with the last remnants still coming through the following morning. What more could you want?

It's a shame that this scent is no longer available, and I can't name a similar fragrance. Because this scent does not smell old-fashioned or outdated even today, that it would no longer fit the times after 30 years.

To return to the question of what beaver musk actually smells like, I can only say: Probably really awesome! Just like “Silver”...

12/02/2013

9Scent 10Longevity 10Sillage

Cappellusman
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Cappellusman

Very helpful Review 8

I should have bought several bottles of this back then...

... when I see the outrageous prices being asked for the meager remaining stock of this absolute gem on eBay.

The miniature, of which I am a proud owner, will therefore have to last me a little while longer. Until its eventually inevitable "turning," it shows me with every sniff what is possible in the world of perfume and - who would have thought it - was masterfully celebrated by Aigner back then (e.g. with "Superfragrance" or "No. 1").

A crude mixture of intense ingredients can be found here. The art of "Silver" lay in creating a composition from these numerous opulent components that - despite all its power and weight - never feels "overloaded," but simply strong, warm, and harmonious. "Beaver musk"? Is there a more beautiful name for a perfume ingredient? It must be somewhere in this monster...

Longevity and sillage are beyond good and evil. Not a scent for shy guys, no, the charisma of the wearer should be able to keep up with the aura of the fragrance. It also somehow smells like money, a lot of money, and not the quick cash earned through internet hype, but rather the kind of wealth acquired over generations, reminiscent of Rolls-Royce, vintage Jaguar, gentlemen's seating, and VERY expensive Armagnac.

Absolutely amazing stuff. It's a shame that it is really hardly available anymore, and many of us will be denied the experience of this fragrance. As I said, I wish I had back then...

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Statements

14 short views on the fragrance

Axiomatic

3 years ago

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Wanderer, listen closely!
This fir tells of the power of the forest, primal instincts, and spicy leather. It will take care of you.
Enjoy! *

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Can777

3 years ago

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After thirty-five years, it still intimidates me! A masterpiece of brutal olfactory art. When testosterone mutates…!

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Verbena

6 years ago

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Daringly herbal-spicy cool. Agitated gasping earth. Wonderful spruce resin moss. I love to set up my camp in your clearing.

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TuogHau

2 years ago

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The silverback among the olfactory gorillas of the 80s. Now truly the best men's fragrance of all time, even ahead of Macassar and Ébène.

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Rogaux

2 months ago

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Bam!
A teaching scent on the theme
“Showcasing Beaver Lust”
Perfect for napping on the couch -
it leads to
a bedroom ban from Mrs. R.

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Morpheus1

2 years ago

8.5Scent 8Longevity 8Sillage

It burns the nose hairs away + clears the sinuses. Earthy, floral, whispers of the forest, and a lot of beaver. Wear with caution. A masterful work of art.

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Nordnase

4 years ago

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Stunning spice-herb blend from the pine magic forest, strong, complex.
Everything is there except artificiality.
It doesn't get better than this.
A precious relic.

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