1996 – Page 105 – Lollipop Magazine

Turkish Delight – with Double Dong, Neptune at The Middle East Cafe – Review

April 1, 1996

The chosen sounds transposed from washy, pretty feel to a more unnerving discordant sensation, and served to keep the appreciative audience transfixed.

Toxic Narcotic – with Acid Bath, D.R.I. at The Rat – Review

April 1, 1996

My first time to check out these local dudes, and they are brutal. They kind of reminded me of Drop Dead.

Coroner’s Corner – Remember When I Hit My Nuts?!! – Column

April 1, 1996

By one of Italy’s hottest new talents, this flick made it past American censors without any cuts, just a clunky retitle: Originally called Dellamorte Dellamore.

The Incinerators – with The Dickies, Magnolia Thunder Finger, 90 Proof at Satyricon, Portland, OR – Review

April 1, 1996

Make-up, heels, fishnets, patent leather French maid get-ups (keep in mind that 3/4 of the band are guys). Raise your hand if you like the New York Dolls!

The Dickies – with Magnolia Thunder Finger, The Incinerators, 90 Proof at Satyricon, Portland, OR – Review

April 1, 1996

They were tight, fast, loud; and I was drunk and enveloped in the mosh pit that started about two seconds into the set. Needless to say, I stopped taking notes.

Squirrel Nut Zippers – at TT the Bears – Review

April 1, 1996

Whiskey Sour in one hand, pretty girl in the other, twirling and spinning the night away to the uptown jump beat. The floor was packed.

Snuff – with Lunachicks, NOFX at Avalon – Review

April 1, 1996

British pop punk with horns and keyboards. English bar rock, sing-a-long, raise your beer to the celebration stuff.

Salt – with Local H, Mystery Machine at The Middle East Cafe – Review

April 1, 1996

Just about anyone can sound decent on a recording. Salt rocked the house and sounded as good live, if not even better, than they do on record.

Cine-Trash – The Hand – Column

April 1, 1996

Flat, wooden performances, alarmingly static direction, and a plotline both confusing and dull, combine to make The Hand a natural born killjoy.

NOFX – with Lunachicks, Snuff at Avalon – Review

April 1, 1996

They play with such spite and sarcastic venom, they make the glossy sneer of the young ‘uns look like the fashion statement I always suspected it to be.