DC Thompson: very real, but never grabbed me.
Though thinking back I must have had the Beano for a while, as I joined the Dennis fan club. But it didn't hold me. Except for Buddy Comic; I bought every issue. I didn't care much for any of the Buddy characters, but every strip was well drawn and well written, and it was all such fantastic value. Every panel was worth reading slowly. For me it was a tribute to all that was best about DCThompson: real history, craftsmanship and value (yes, I was 12, I think that says a lot about me!)
Marvel: very real, but overpriced.
Except at jumble sales, which led me to the Perez' Fantastic Four (in MWOM) and I was hooked on the FF.
IPC: the normal, standard definition of a real proper comic.
(BTW, action comics and girls' comics never interested me, so these are just ignored.)
These comics came under several categories in my mind:
Transcendent for other reasons: My first ever comic was Monster Fun, so it defined what was normal to me. It taught me to read. The Badtime Books were always magical, and the numbering and style means it was just not like the others. Not so much a comic as my literary garden of Eden.
The king of comics: Whoopee: for some reason I saw this as being about fifty years old - I was shocked in later life to find it only lasted a few years. For some reason it screamed quality to me. I think the World Wide Weirdies and Frankie Stein gave it the edge. If my pocket money was a tiny bit more I would have bought this every week, but it never quite hit the "must buy" button.
Solid and respectable:Buster and Whizzer and Chips. These were just generic good comics to me. The kind of thing I would buy lots of at jumble sales, and enjoy them, but never buy new unless there was some really good reason. Jackpot and those others all fell into this category.
Specials: Annuals, summer specials, and Krazy comic. I bought every issue of Krazy. Like Buddy, the characters didn't really interest me, but it was so full of ideas! Loads of reader participation, stuff to cut out, flick strips, back cover disguise, intelligent humour, lovely printing. Special in every way.
and finally..
MY comic: Cheeky Weekly Cheeky ht me at just the perfect time, As a Krazy fan I was ready for it, I was the ideal age, I bought it for all the "proper" comic reasons - the stories were funny, I identified with the main character, and for me, Frank McDiarmid showed how comics should be drawn. It also had a structure and scale that gave it meaning to me: the seven day thing, the recurring friends, and the Tuesday attic that gave it a link with a noble past. And my best friend bought it too. TI was the only "normal" comic that I bout as a "Normal" comic reader. My connection with normality.
and finally...
Exotic comics: very real for other people. comics I'd pick up at jumble sales from before I was born, or not old enough to read, or (like the big Beezer and Topper) they were just the little bit different. Mickey Mouse comics come into this category, as do the occasional odd collection and foreign comic. 2000AD came into this category: action comics weren't my thing, but this was clearly something special and worth getting second hand.
Special mention goes to Shiver and Shake: its connection with my two most respected comics (Whoopee and Monster Fun) always made me stop when I saw a copy, even though, rationally, it really wasn't anything special. Oh, and Sparky always stood out as well, as the only Thompson comic that was like an IPC comic, but I never had enough issues to really get into it.
Wow, I never expected this post to be so long! I really just anted to say that Whoopee felt "solid" and only Cheeky felt "normal." Which I suppose is a bit weird really. I doubt anyone else saw them that way.
