Landmann

There are a few scents that you recognize... in a figurative sense... with your eyes closed. Be it Man Pure, Tuscan Leather, Aventus, Yatagan (etc.) and this colleague here.
And there’s even a "Light" version of this one by John Varvatos. If anyone knows it? It’s the chrome bottle, the name escapes me. At least the top note is JdJ in sweet. More precisely, in cardboard-sweet. But for a country that invented Bacon Jam, that’s probably normal. Anyway, back to the topic!
In fact, the smoked ham is very dominant in the initial phase. But in pure form. Honestly. Smoky and warm and fatty. Period.
Later, cinnamon and clove emerge, rounded off after hours with patchouli, and in the base, they seem almost opposite to the opening. Mild, warm, and mossy.
In my opinion, JdJ is not a scent for boys. After all, the smell alone doesn’t make a man out of a boy. And conversely, you don’t get younger with the aforementioned John Varvatos or similar. At best, fragrances underscore personality. At worst, they caricature it. Everything has its time. Even that of JdJ. Actually, it’s over. The appreciation for it is reflected in the price.
Nevertheless, it has its ... whatever ... justification! Also as a counterpoint to all the uniform stuff. For vintage lovers. To "recharge" the olfactory cells back to the 70s, 80s. So (away) from Paulo Coehlo and towards the bulldozer among all the sand pebbles. Get off the e-scooter and onto the banana bike. Here and now, we’re stepping honestly again!
Away from Ed Sheeran, here is Bon Scott. Loud (at least in the opening), dirty, a bit sneaky, but has... and that counts... still something warm-hearted.

Don't worry, this won't be a sentimental, romanticized, or even brutal look back at my coming-of-age years. No memories of the songs, cars, motorcycles, parties, discos, concerts from back then, no stories, just this much - Man Pure was usually there. Everyone knew the scent and most liked it. 1983.

Today I feel my heartbeat when yet another package from eBay stands before me and I eagerly tear it open. Just the first spritz on my arm, that oily-resinous feeling spreading on my skin, and then - the first deep inhale…

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Fantastic, not faded - not at all despite all these years, it feels like 1983. Mediterranean herbs and a clear, lemony freshness, the spices, the very, very light, clean scent of soap, patchouli and cinnamon, this soft, though not sweet, but extremely harmonious, almost oriental base that lingers with you for days. 2020.

How many dupes have I tested and bought?! All similar, but none even close. How many times have I bought, smelled, sprayed, and hoarded Scent 79, the first version was still quite decent, the second probably less so, they are (only) homages, inspirations. For all I care, even a scent that is 99% similar. Yes, with good will, that works out.
Still - being just a bit off is also over! Always and with everything!

It's about feelings. It's about haptics, the aesthetics of this double cube bottle, the removal of this cap and that wide, rich spray on the skin, the anticipatory heartbeat before inhaling, and ultimately - and actually and yet always only - about…


..THE scent!

Maybe some of the older ones remember Westernhagen's album from the early eighties, when he felt the need to create something "new German wave"?!?

No?!

Well, it was pretty inconsequential... and so the circle closes to this Bentley.

However, this moment here is not only inconsequential but rather quite disappointing. Aside from the fact that the ingredient descriptions above hardly match, in my opinion, it’s just a lukewarm, listless mix of Disquared Potion Kadett, cheap deodorant, and a peppery pinch of pepper.

That’s it, it could have been so much better with this brand, with this perfumer - but unfortunately, it is not.

For a gravel pit in Großhessellohe, it might be okay....