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peeeeeeetOne of the things I've been doing this year is rebuying magazines I had in the 90s. Magazines are a lost art. They were so dense! Often obscurely so, full of little injokes for those who bought every issue. They're also often very slick, with high production values (which means they have survived pretty well over time). I know they technically still exist but back then TENS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE would buy them. My main magazines of choice were:
Doctor Who Magazine - mainly up to late '93, with a few more following the TV Movie
Amiga Format - Pretty religiously until mid '92, then I fell off hard for some reason
Q - mainly the "late Britpop era" of '96 to '98
Official UK Playstation Magazine - late '97 to sometime in '99.
Of course in addition to ones that are familiar, buying big job lots means you often get ones you didn't have which can be a fascinating snapshot of the time.
Some odd highlights:
Someone used a letter from a Financial Advisor as a bookmark. They didn't sign and send off the contract part so I don't know if they ever received financial advice.
A lot of the scratch-n-sniff perfume adverts are still v. pungent.
The DWMs often had the free gifts intact, including the Absolom Daak flexidisc ("I'm gonna kill every damn stinkin' Dalek in the galaxy!") and many posters and postcard sets. I kinda want to leave them, or I could blu-tac all the posters to my bedroom wall exactly as I did with the originals. One time a moth landed on Sylvester McCoy's face and made him look like he had a Hitler moustache.
The Playstation mag gets steadily more sexist over time, all while doing editorials where they crow they are the least sexist playstation mag
One playstation mag had a Parappa the Rapper cut-out-and-fold diorama thing which the original owner had left alone. I just don't understand some people, though I am grateful.
Another owner, though, had carefully cut out his favourite PS1 lead characters from about five issues. He particularly liked Barrett Wallace.
Q liked to take the piss out of David Bowie every chance they got.
Isopropyl Alcohol is very good for returning the front and back covers to their original shine
Anyway, magazines was pretty much all I spent my money on during the 90s, so I probably now re-own virtually everything I bought. Remember, we didn't have the Internet. Well, we did, but it was shite.
Doctor Who Magazine - mainly up to late '93, with a few more following the TV Movie
Amiga Format - Pretty religiously until mid '92, then I fell off hard for some reason
Q - mainly the "late Britpop era" of '96 to '98
Official UK Playstation Magazine - late '97 to sometime in '99.
Of course in addition to ones that are familiar, buying big job lots means you often get ones you didn't have which can be a fascinating snapshot of the time.
Some odd highlights:
Someone used a letter from a Financial Advisor as a bookmark. They didn't sign and send off the contract part so I don't know if they ever received financial advice.
A lot of the scratch-n-sniff perfume adverts are still v. pungent.
The DWMs often had the free gifts intact, including the Absolom Daak flexidisc ("I'm gonna kill every damn stinkin' Dalek in the galaxy!") and many posters and postcard sets. I kinda want to leave them, or I could blu-tac all the posters to my bedroom wall exactly as I did with the originals. One time a moth landed on Sylvester McCoy's face and made him look like he had a Hitler moustache.
The Playstation mag gets steadily more sexist over time, all while doing editorials where they crow they are the least sexist playstation mag
One playstation mag had a Parappa the Rapper cut-out-and-fold diorama thing which the original owner had left alone. I just don't understand some people, though I am grateful.
Another owner, though, had carefully cut out his favourite PS1 lead characters from about five issues. He particularly liked Barrett Wallace.
Q liked to take the piss out of David Bowie every chance they got.
Isopropyl Alcohol is very good for returning the front and back covers to their original shine
Anyway, magazines was pretty much all I spent my money on during the 90s, so I probably now re-own virtually everything I bought. Remember, we didn't have the Internet. Well, we did, but it was shite.
