Lollipop Magazine

No Use For A Name – Leche Con Carne – Review

March 1, 1995

Tony Sly has a voice that’s hard to dislike and the multi-harmonied choruses are sweet without losing the edge that keeps them punk.

Prelude to a Lick – Column

March 1, 1995

Even if you don’t know the band, you oughta skim the review. Maybe they’re the next big thing. Maybe the writer has a catch-phrase you can cop and sound witty.

Notary Public – Review

March 1, 1995

Alternative pop. Pearl Jam without the suffering? Big Country? I’m grasping at straws here. I dunno, it’s nice.

Nevermore – Review

March 1, 1995

Ex-Sanctuary members. Swooping guitars screaming, dive bombing, scaling the walls. Dane’s vocal style is guaranteed to keep the crows out of the cornfield.

Ned’s Atomic Dustbin – BrainBlood/Volume – Review

March 1, 1995

Some tunes are the expected style, but they have a chunkier rhythm and keep slipping into tingling instrumentals and acid wash effects.

Moodcrush – “Megahog” – Review

March 1, 1995

Moodcrush combine ripping solos that remind one of early Aerosmith or AC/DC, with lyrical enunciation like Freddy Mercury in a wicked mood.

Milk Cult – Burn or Bury – Review

March 1, 1995

Incorporating dance beats, sound effects like the winged terror Rodan, and a guest appearance by Faith No More’s Mike Patton, every song takes on its own style.

Mike Watt – Ballhog or Tugboat – Review

March 1, 1995

Ball-Hog careens effortlessly between straight rock, funk, psycho space-jam freakouts, film-noir stuff, and pretty much anything else you can think of.

Sam Black Church – with Gillyis Thunderhead at The Underground – Review

March 1, 1995

Jet did his jungle gym thing, climbing on anything that looked remotely climbable, and the crowd passed back the debris in his wake.

Maids of Gravity – Review

March 1, 1995

Formed by ex-Medicine guitarists Ed and Jim, it’s not surprising that the songs are laced with pleasantly noisy guitar riffs. Swaying and trance-enducing.