I don’t recall the site anyone, but in an interview he gave, he mentioned he drove a Falcon.
MARXMAN Pipes, Anyone?
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And started his own pipe business in the middle of the worst depression. Bravo!!!!
Marx, the man, the myth, the Legend.
After 1960, he might have driven a Falcon Sprint Convertible !
But from 1934 to 1953 he was a manufacturer in downtown NYC who spent 200 Graham Hollywoods worth each year on advertisements.
He didn’t drive a Plymouth sedan, no he did not.
You should do a series of photos where you show all your different Marxmans with others of the same stamp. Would be cool to see all the variations.After 1960, he might have driven a Falcon Sprint Convertible !
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But from 1934 to 1953 he was a manufacturer in downtown NYC who spent 200 Graham Hollywoods worth each year on advertisements.
He didn’t drive a Plymouth sedan, no he did not.
Saw this on Facebook and it shows an interesting business card with a California address.
Good morning all. I am now the proud owner of a fill heavy Super. I'm excited. I almost didn't get it cause all of the fills, but Van encouraged me so I bid it up.
Barely smoked, by the looks and seller description.
Barely smoked, by the looks and seller description.
Man this is one of the coolest threads I’ve read yet. And yep, I’m definitely now looking for a nice example of any pre 50’s Marxman I can get my hands on. There are a few for sale right now but I haven’t pulled the trigger yet. But in my extensive internet searching I came across this. I figured I’d share it here so you guys can all bite your fist like I did when I saw this. The winning bid amount is what got me the most. Damn I wish I would have seen this when the auction was actually happening. I was wondering why it says erotic motif in the description. I don’t see anything about the pipe that looks erotic. Just looks like a freehand type carving to me. 
Again, compare the stem on the recent Super Briar with a geniune 400 (even if I can’t see any nekkid women carving motif.
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That tapered saddle stem is a hallmark of the $15 “Big Boy” piipes Marx advertised the price but I’ve seen no illustrations of.
It might be, all $15 size pipes were failed 400 attempts.
All NYC made Marxman pipes are undervalued compared with Custombilts but the $15 size is the biggest bargain.
Interesting that pipe was listed on the wrong site which is why it sold so cheaply. I am probably responsible for flooding the market with 14! additional 400 pipes. But still, 50!dollars was a steal.
Oh ok, I see. So the winning bid makes more sense now. I’m still a noob. And I also went to bed last night around 1am after scouring the internet only to wake up around 4:30 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. I went right back to searching for Marxman pipes and found this at just after 7am. I was definitely beyond my sharpest at this point. after posting this i did get another 2hrs sleep so I’m sure that helped a bit but I’m glad I get to hang out here with you and all the other Pipe smoking and collecting wizards. I’ve learned so much from all of you. I only wish I’d have found the pipe and this site much sooner. The happiness I’ve found would have been so useful to me as a younger fella. Thanks for the lessons Lee. The pipe and the life lessons too. I really do love reading your posts about when you were a kid. I was born and lived the first few years of my life in the Alleghney mountains of western Pa. Your stories really resonate with me.Again, compare the stem on the recent Super Briar with a geniune 400 (even if I can’t see any nekkid women carving motif.
I read your posts about the man with a briefcase full of 400’s from early in this thread. I wish I’d have been around then. I’d have definitely tried inquiring about one.
Yes, his pipes had some decent examples of the genre. And at a good price I might add. I have the quintessential Marxman 400. The one in this add could be the one I own.
Oh man!! The one you have in the image from page one of this thread is amazing. I think it’s even nicer than the one in the add above. Your gold band is ornate and your pipe also has the gorgeous saddle stem. It looks exactly like the 400 in the add from the OP’s post. It looks brand new too. If I ever got lucky enough to buy a pipe of that caliber I’d probably start doing flips in my front yard haha.
I went back to look at the auction listing I posted earlier and that pipe is a bit of an enigma isnt it? Unless someone has a fancy stamp at home this pipe looks to actually have the proper nomenclature on the bottom.
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It is authentic. However, the rustication is slightly different than most 400s.
One thing we tend to forget, is while people have not changed and never will change, styles and fashions and idioms change constantly.
The song City Lights made perfect sense to people in 1956.
(Bill Anderson wrote this staring at a pole light in a little town with no stop lights)
A bright array of city lights as far as I can see
The great white way shines through the night for lonely guys like me
The cabarets and honky tonks their flashing signs invite
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights
Lights that say forget her name in a glass of sherry wine
Lights that offer other girls for empty hearts like mine
They paint a pretty picture of a world that's gay and bright
But it's just a mask for loneliness behind those city lights
Xxxx
Try finding a gay world today with cabarets.
When Marx said Benchmade think hand made. Hand made pipes then, were for poor folks.
The reason you don’t see Algerian briar on those pipes is Algerian briar had all the marketing appeal then as the cheapest Spanish briar Dr Grabow uses today.
And in that era, a man’s pipe got used like a man’s wallet does today.
Or like a man’s wristwatch got used, before he started carrying a cell phone.
That’s why pipes were pocketable then, usually.
He could put a pipe in his pocket and go off to the bars.
Sing one, Hank T!
The song City Lights made perfect sense to people in 1956.
(Bill Anderson wrote this staring at a pole light in a little town with no stop lights)
A bright array of city lights as far as I can see
The great white way shines through the night for lonely guys like me
The cabarets and honky tonks their flashing signs invite
A broken heart to lose itself in the glow of city lights
Lights that say forget her name in a glass of sherry wine
Lights that offer other girls for empty hearts like mine
They paint a pretty picture of a world that's gay and bright
But it's just a mask for loneliness behind those city lights
Xxxx
Try finding a gay world today with cabarets.
When Marx said Benchmade think hand made. Hand made pipes then, were for poor folks.
The reason you don’t see Algerian briar on those pipes is Algerian briar had all the marketing appeal then as the cheapest Spanish briar Dr Grabow uses today.
And in that era, a man’s pipe got used like a man’s wallet does today.
Or like a man’s wristwatch got used, before he started carrying a cell phone.
That’s why pipes were pocketable then, usually.
He could put a pipe in his pocket and go off to the bars.
Sing one, Hank T!
I love bands that never played the same way twice in their live shows. Grateful Dead, Deep Purple are 2 of those. It makes exploring their live bootlegs all the more fun.
Same thing with Marxman. No two are exactly alike, and I love that. It was down to the whim and mood of the carver.
When I uncase my Martin HD28 and sling it up, I’m a lead singer in search of side men.
And not only side men, back up singers.
Bill Anderson, who wrote City Lights the year before I was born, is still touring and performing.
But “Whisperin’ Bill” has side men and back up singers today he could not have possibly imagined in 1957. They’ve been playing or humming City Lights since they were little kids. Count all the incredibly talented, perfect little performances synchronized with Bill Anderson here.
Marxman pipes, all of them, are more than three years older than “Nashville Sound”.
When I uncase my Martin HD28 and sling it up, I’m a lead singer in search of side men.
And not only side men, back up singers.
Bill Anderson, who wrote City Lights the year before I was born, is still touring and performing.
But “Whisperin’ Bill” has side men and back up singers today he could not have possibly imagined in 1957. They’ve been playing or humming City Lights since they were little kids. Count all the incredibly talented, perfect little performances synchronized with Bill Anderson here.
Marxman pipes, all of them, are more than three years older than “Nashville Sound”.
You got a Martin? Very nice. I've been playing guitar my whole life.
On my 38th birthday in 1996 I went out and shopped for a brand new guitar.
I went to a music store, and said I probably know every top ten country song, or can sing a few lines of it, from 1945 to 1975.
I need a good starter guitar, so I can sling it up and play chords. A lead singer needs a nice guitar.
The man showed me a very nice $300 Washburn. And then, it dawned on me I was standing there in a thousand dollar suit with a forty thousand dollar Lincoln in the parking lot, and I officially was on the backside of thirty that day.
I asked, what is the very best, flashiest, nicest brand new Fender acoustic guitar you have in this store?
1992 Fender Super Jumbo SX1500
Those were named the 1500 because that’s what they sold for in 1992, the man said.
He said wait a minute, let me see what I paid for it four years ago.
He came back and said $750, today only.
I also bought a sling, and some guitar books, other little things I’d need.
For a week I had a hard time getting a clear chord. My fingers hurt. Then a few weeks later I called Mama and put her on speaker phone and belted out Fraulien in G.
Afterwards she said you sound better in a lower key, but everybody else does too.
And she said you need to get those changes down absolutely pat, and you’ll know it when people start patting their feet, then they’ll get up to dance.
And I said Mama, I’ve known all these songs since I was six, for thirty years!
Why, didn’t you teach me to play chords on a guitar!
And she said your father and I bought you everything you ever really wanted, didn’t we?
And she said we tried piano lessons for you, bought you a nice trumpet, and how did that work out?
Now today, look at you new house, new car, law office, and that brand new fancy guitar you bought yourself.
You always were the best lead singer, I’ve ever heard.
And Daddy and me didn’t encourage you to play a guitar, or else you’d be the best singer today in all the dive bars and honky tonks.
Then she said, sing me Honky Tonk Stardust Cowboy, Lefty style!
My best side man ever, a man named David, gave me the HD28 when he joined the Mennonites to catch a girl.
Which is, another story.
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