Landmann

There are some scents that you can recognize... metaphorically speaking... with your eyes closed. Be it Man Pure, Tuscan Leather, Aventus, Yatagan(etc.) and this very colleague here.
And there's even a "light" version of that by John Varvatos. How does anyone know him? That's the chrome bottle. I can't think of the name. At least the top note is JdJ in sweet. More precisely in cute as a box. But for a country that invented bacon jam, that's normal. Anyway, back to the subject!
In fact, smoked ham is very dominant here in the initial phase. But in pure. In honest. Smoky and warm and fat. Point.
Later, cinnamon and clove appear, are rounded off after hours with patchouli and have an almost opposite effect to the opening in the base. Mild, warm and mossy.
In my opinion JdJ is not a fragrance for boys. After all, smell alone does not make a man out of a boy. And vice versa one does not get younger with the above mentioned John Varvatos or similar. At best and at best, fragrances underline the personality. At worst, they caricature them. Everything has its time. Also that of JdJ. Actually it is over. You can see the appreciation for this in the price.
Nevertheless, he has his... whatever... justification! Also as an antidote to all that uniform stuff. For vintage lovers. To "go back" the smell cells to the 70s, 80s. Away from Paulo Coehlo and towards the bulldozer under all the sand shovels. Get off the electric scooter and get on the bona fide bike. Get away from Ed Sheeran, who is Bon Scott. Loud (at least in the ovals), dirty, a bit sneaky, but... and that counts... still something warm

Don't worry, it won't be a melancholy, transfigured or even unsparing review of the time of my growing up. No memories of the songs of that time, cars, motorcycles, motorbike parties, discos, concerts, no history, just so much - Man Pure was usually there. Everybody knew the scent and most liked it. 1983.

Today I feel my heartbeat when another package from Ebay is in front of me and I impatiently tear it open. Just the first splashes on my arm, this oily and resinous feeling that spreads on the skin and then -the first time smelling deeply...
Fantastic, not toppled over - not in spite of all the years, it's like 1983: Southern herbs and a clear freshness, the spices, the very, very light, clean soap smell, patchouli and cinnamon, this soft, unsweet, but extremely harmonious, almost oriental basis, which haunts you for days on end. 2020.

How many Dupes had I already tested and bought? All similar, but none even close. How many times I bought Scent 79, smelled sprayed, bunkered, the first version was still quite passable, the second one probably less, it's (only) homages, inspirations. Fine by me, also a 99% similar scent. Yes, with good will it will work.
Nevertheless- just beside it 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 this broad, rich spray on the skin, the expectant heartbeat before inhalation and finally -and actually only- about...


..the scent!