Saturday, May 20, 2006

Star Hits: A tribute

the desert of my soul without LargoI've been a shell of a person since Jon Brion's hiatus, and I hate everything I post that isn't music related--thus, the silence. To paraphrase Lisa Simpson: Better to be thought a fool than to blog and remove all doubt.

As a diversion, I'd like to present a big influence from my teenage years. (Those of you who'd like to be spared the hassle, you might not want to check back until the end of the month, which is when my next string of gigs is coming up. Must. Stay. Strong.)
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I've already wasted too much time on Rolling Stone. Spin? Spun! For me, music journalism begins and ends with one title: Star Hits. I still purchase Magnet and the like, but none hold a candle to my erstwhile North *ahem* Star.

Everyone who knows me knows one thing: Like nearly every child of the '80s, I was crazy about Duran Duran in my adolescence (and--gulp--beyond). Yes, I now understand all the criticisms lodged against them, but at the time, they opened up a new world to me. I probably shouldn't admit this, but if it weren't for Duran Duran, I may never have discovered Roxy Music, Yohji Yamamoto, or Wilfred Owen. And despite the miles of press the band garnered, no magazine covered them like Star Hits did. (For the international readers, in the United States, it was known as Star Hits, but Smash Hits started it all in the United Kingdom.)

Star Hits magazine, debut issue, February 1984I came for Duran Duran, but I stayed for everything else. I owe/blame my 20-odd years of Anglophilia to the magazine, and I worshipped the rag for mundanities such as its use of heavy, quality paper and full-color spreads--all the better to tape them to my locker at school. I drooled over the ads listing "limited edition" import releases. I longed to be Jackie, the seemingly omniscient doyenne of the Get Smart column. Last but not least, I hung on every word of "advice" dished out by the sardonic Bold Type.

In our retro-crazy times, it's hard to recall correctly what was and wasn't popular back in the day. Anyone can claim to have "discovered" REM and the Smiths in 1984, but if you look at those early issues of Star Hits, you can see for yourself. Granted, the magazine wasn't going to take home any Pulitzers, but it inhabited a middle ground between the pure drivel of a teenybop magazine and the sanctimonious snobbery of, say, the British music weeklies.

But enough of my proselytizing--let's take a look at the table of contents of the debut issue (pictured above). Sure, Duran Duran, Madonna, David Bowie, and Culture Club are predictable enough, and even Big Country, the Alarm, and Spandau Ballet would break through to a small degree in the states. I love that the Rolling Stones, breakdancing, and Grace Jones all share column inches, but this may be my favorite single item in the entire listing:

Star Hits magazine, debut issue, February 1984

If you've ever attended a wedding, you don't need to read another word about Kool and the Gang and its '80s-era lineup. Instead, please note the top-billed band: X, who've never been particularly renowned in this country. And finally, there's Trio, who were known by very few people in this country until Volkswagen used their song in an ad--in 1997, or 13 years after this review ran. Ah, how I loved this magazine.

Alas, as the decade wore on, Star Hits became more of a glorified Duran Duran fanzine (not that I complained), and it finally folded in the late '80s, around the same time the band's fan base moved on. I was such a media nerd, however, that I pored over bylines of other magazines for a glimpse of life from my favorite writers. I didn't have to look far--a lot of the writers continued to work for British publications, while Chris Heath became a Rolling Stone mainstay, and David Keeps landed at Details (where he received and responded to my gushing fan letter). Later, I found out that Suzan Colon took a post at YM, and I was kinda tickled a couple of years ago when I read that Ian Birch took over the helm of TV Guide. Oh, and there's that Star Hits cofounder and former writer who went on to a different related career: Neil Tennant, half of the Pet Shop Boys.

Thank you, Star Hits, for the initial spark and the continuing inspiration.

Note: This post was made possible by my BFF, who kept her magazines in pristine condition and entrusted me with their care, long after mine had squandered our precious natural resources in a landfill.

See also:
» Star Hits: A close reading

6 comments:

ZenDenizen said...

You are way ahead of your time. After re-discovering an old Style Council gem on my iPod yesterday, I was reminded of all those old Smash/Star Hits magazines and thought about how much fun it would be to write a tribute. *sigh*

lou jones said...

OH, my god. i just wrote about Star Hits too! i had no idea anyone else in the world remembered that magazine, much less saved them (like me). i hope you don't mind me using your scan of star hits. i gave you credit...

(i loved simon)

pneyu said...

One of these days, I'll get to scanning more of the old issues.

I also loved Simon. :-O

Lisa Huston-Hermes said...

I loved Star Hits! I remember so clearly the very day I bought my first issue at a Jewel Food store. I hate to say it, but it became my bible.
As time went on the huge box of magazines were just another relic of my childhood and I gave them to a friend- Bob. Not a year later I missed them so much and I wrote Bob. Sadly, I couldn't get them back.
Bob if you are reading this- please give me my memories back!
Failing that, I hope more of it can be uploaded and live forever in cyberspace.
(I too was in the Simon le Bon club! All five were beautiful, but Simon's eyes blew me away!)

Stacy said...

Does anyone remember the ones with the ads for the beautiful Goth clothes in the back of the magazine ?
Can some one send me pics of those ads ? I would really appreciate it. i can be reached at wax1803@yahoo.com thanks

I loved Star Hits magazine too and the ones I didn't make wall paper out of I kept for a while and then my mom got rid of them.

Grammar Slut said...

OMG, you are my soul BFF! Star Hits also had a section called 'RSVP,' kind a personals page but for finding other geeks who loved the same music you did. The editors picked my little note and printed it-- voila, instant worldwide pen pals. I seriously felt like a rock star with all the mail I got: letters, pages ripped from magazines, posters, buttons, even clothes. I couldn't wait to get home from school. Hard to believes it was almost 30 years ago (clearly per Internet). I still have most of my issues, the first of which I bought for a Cyndi Lauper picture. Star Hits rocked!