September 1995 – Page 11 – Lollipop Magazine

The Very Pleasant Neighbor – Review

September 1, 1995

Lyrical, swooping, edgy rock, with melodic counterpoint and surreal lyrics.

Civilization and its Malcontents – Fiction

September 1, 1995

The Serbs despised the Zeno family for speaking Albanian, and the Albanians mistrusted them for their Greek heritage, but until recently, business was good.

The Real McKenzies – Review

September 1, 1995

Bagpipes, kilts, booze and junk rock. How can you not grab a brew, lock arms with your mates and belt out these drunk rock anthems at the top of your lungs?

Idle Chatter – Column

September 1, 1995

Watch for CBS’ new reality-based newsmagazine, $48/Hr., which follows various second-string celebs as they couple with L.A. prostitutes in hopes of a comeback.

The Muddle – Review

September 1, 1995

True to the name, every instrument is fuzzy. It takes some getting used to. Somewhere under the caked-on distortion lies a simple, catchy tune.

The Mother Sound – Review

September 1, 1995

While the blues-rock edge is dull to me, the rich vocals and additional instruments (was that a flute?) make this glorious.

Graffic Traffic – Top Ten Reasons Why I Have No Real Column This Month – Column

September 1, 1995

Sure, Thor has sucked like tar since Walt Simonson left in 1987, but a new storyline by Warren Ellis and art by Mike Deodato, add a whole fresh, godlike start.

The Minus 5 – Old Liquidator – Review

September 1, 1995

Side project, recorded with members of the Poises, Walkabouts, NRBQ, and featuring Scott McCaughey, lead singer for Young Fresh Fellows.

The Living Daylights – Give Til It Hurts – Review

September 1, 1995

Snappily-dressing gents with a firm grasp on how to write a hook. The production lush and professional, yet still sounds like a wild live band.

Coroner’s Corner – Species – Column

September 1, 1995

Shape-shifting, face-crushing, spine-ripping, etc. Don’t forget the great creature design by H.R. Giger (Alien). Several Natasha Henstridge nude scenes help.