I still played playmobil when they already read "Superpop." It was always said that they were earlier. Under the white piqué chicks of the school they pointed their breasts sharply, but I still couldn't take pride in a manly bozo. With the «Superpop» came new social games. I remember the «lucky rabbit», light predecessor of «the bottle»: «There is the lucky rabbit, bowing with his innocent face, you will kiss the boy or the girl you like best». The kiss! It was the ritual of passage, like those bizarre piercings of the Amazonian Indians. From the «Superpop» to the kiss there was less than from the playmobil to the kiss, that is clear. That is why I was fascinated and intimidated by that magazine of children in transition to adolescents. That and "Bravo." The back of the school folders was the "avant la lettre" Facebook wall of that generation, its particular "hall of fame." In my time paraded there, trimmed and glued, the Back Street Boys and the Spice Girls (I think that's where my sick allergy for the boy / girl bands starts), Luke Perry and Alejandro Sanz. I was, passively, user and reader of «Superpop» in the 80s. I lived that as a spectator, the sexual awakening, sublimated through the artists in vogue, of a generation of women who, no matter how much they tell you, do not We were so much lagging behind the boys. I barely had a «Superpop» in my hands, as it was not through my sisters, but to find it again today is like bumping into one of those green ashtrays of the Castilla-La Mancha Box of the grandmother's house, a small treasure of the memory. The eighties and even nineties are the order of the day. That's why books like “I also read‘ ‘Superpop’ ’” by Javier Adrados and Ana Rius, now reissued by Dome, have room and market to spare. Everything has gone so fast that we need to remember what the fan phenomenon was like in analog times. As the video killed the radio star, the internet adjusted those folders lined with magazine paper (its naivety too?). Although since the 70s it was an ingrained publication (then there were Camilo Sesto, Los Pecos, then Bosé and Hombres G), in 2011 he closed «Superpop», which no longer made sense before the avalanche of musical, cinematographic and television information on the network and whose eroticism of low intensity for adolescents is in minor cloths before what any young person can have at their reach with a single finger movement. «Bravo» followed in 2017, as well as many magazines that occupied very varied market niches, the very same «Playboy» among them, which closed last year after the death of Hugh Heffner, the only one capable of defending a Niche magazine in the 21st century. Today things are different from those of those «Superpop» of my childhood and adolescence. For example, the boys do not need to grow their bozo to kiss their partners and I doubt they play the playmobil so much. It is neither good nor bad, but since that age no longer belongs to me, I am forced to defend that time. I'm getting older.
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