I distinctly remember the first music mag I ever bought. It was a copy of Kerrang! in 1988 with David Coverdale on the front and the results of the readers poll inside (and a risque poster of Doro Pesch, which went straight up on the wall despite me never having heard a note of her music; it came down as soon as my Mam saw it though). I had just started developing a music taste of my own and It kick started many years of buying that, the inkies and the monthlies. It was exciting to read about your favourite acts, and it fired your imagination about ones that you had never heard. They were the pimps, and I was the John hopelessly in love.
Then life happened along the way. I was still buying the mags, but only skimming them instead of devouring each and every page. The cd’s with them remained unplayed, the subscriptions were allowed to lapse. It got to the point when the only time I bought a magazine was if I was taking a train journey.
About a month ago I was up in my mothers attic, and found a box of some old mags I had kept. They excited me again despite some of the attitudes contained within, and some of the terrible music they championed.
So my question is, do you remember your first time? What was on the cover that caused you to buy it? And are any of the mags these days actually worth getting excited over, even at our age.