Magazines #53: US (June 6, 1983)

Sit back and enjoy an edition of US weekly from the summer of 1983 - a periodical where Morgan Fairchild exists alongside Nina Hagen; where aerobics, tobacco, Lou Reed, Plymouth Turisomos and OJ Simpson all live in harmony.  Enter the world of US 6/6/83.

How's this for a starter?

At the Playboy Mansion: OJ Simpson, Fred Dryer, Lance Rentzel, Wilt Chamberlain, and the Hef.
In the front is sports analyst, Joe Vecchio, and his brother behind OJ.

Miss Fairchild was a stone cold fox; no question about it.

"I've got it all.  A mansion in the Hills, a bitch handing me champagne, an expensive suit,... and about 12 years until the lung cancer kicks in."

I've got to say - for being the sharpest dressed guys of the seventies, they sure look frumpy and lame in 1983.

This single page brings back a flood of memories: Greg Kihn, Tootsie, "Billie Jean", Curtains, "Mr. Roboto", The Meaning of Life, The Outsiders....

Holy crap.  This ad is so awful it's brilliant.

I don't get it.  An entire article about some schmuck who managed Charlene Tilton.  What a waste.

When I first saw this, I thought it was Jerry Garcia doing a cigarette ad!

I just love how there's a cigarette advertisement right in the middle of a spread about getting in shape. Beautiful.

Although it's not the subject of this article, I'll just take the opportunity to say Reed's Transformer LP ranks in my top five albums of all time.  Genius.



  1. It's hard to believe that is Grace Slick in those 80's clothes - but it is.

    1. Your comment reminds me of a certain lyric....

      "Say you don't know me, or recognize my face"
      - Jefferson Starship, "We Built This City"

      Knee-deep in the hoopla, baby.

  2. AnonymousMay 23, 2016

    Where you saw Jerry Garcia I saw Dan Haggerty (not sure of the spelling) and was confuse why Grizzly Adams was pushing smokes or blowing tunes.

  3. Instead of "0-to-60", Plymouth made the ad "0-to-50" to get better numbers....

  4. AnonymousMay 24, 2016

    This issue was published the summer of my fourteenth year.
    I not only enjoy remembering these old cigarette ads but I also enjoy those old cigarette vending machines. Their designs always seemed so elegant to me.
    Love the vintage, hyper-staged presentation of the Bausch-&-Lomb ad.
    More kudos for the Hang Ten insulated men's jacket with that great rainbow-striped decoration.
    David Boo-ee/Bow-ee/Boh-ee and Men At Work in their youth.
    A great little trip. Thanks to Gilligan for posting this.

  5. Greg Kihn, still doing it after all these years. Next of Kihn is a fantastic album. Best lyric:

    "I was a helpless victim of your magnetism,
    I love you from the bottom of my organism."

    That black Hang Ten jacket is fucking tits! But yeah, ridiculously horrible illustration.

    Whoa, a Players ad. Brings back memories. They were my preferred brand for a time, because they made me feel rich and classy. Plus I dug the John Player Special racing team tie-in.

  6. Oh. My. God. I remember this issue. I think my Dad bought it because of the cover. It floated around our house for years. I looked at it hundreds of times and never read any of the articles.

  7. Wow! I actually had the black Hang Ten jacket the guy in the balloon is wearing.

  8. Morgan Fairchild, yea, that's the ticket.