1996 – Page 17 – Lollipop Magazine

The Business – Harry May – The Singles Collection – Review

November 1, 1996

Their obnoxious moments, highlighted by songs like “Smash the Discos” and “Drinkin’ n’ Drivin’,” always shone brighter than their preachy working class anthems.

The Adults – Action Street – Review

November 1, 1996

A very tense, edgy brand of surf-swing-punk that often sounds like a vinyl record winding up a rubber band mechanism that gradually slows to a stop.

Secrets and Lies – Review

November 1, 1996

Celebrations of life in all its flawed, mundane glory, of the beautiful imperfections of the human heart and our conflicted courses through the everyday.

Prelude to a Lick – The Editor’s Rant – Column

November 1, 1996

The rich, shrewd, and intelligent have already gone home. They sleep well with clear conscience, and dream of who else they want to bang in the copy room.

Sarre-Chasm – Column

November 1, 1996

My musing in this space will mostly be concerned with bands, and the various sub-cultural concerns and other peripheral crap that affects music and vice versa.

Stuntman – Knapsack / Stuntman Split – Review

November 1, 1996

Stuntman (ex-Treepeople, minus Built to Spill’s Doug Martsch) do a catchy number called “Inspiration Please!,” but I’m not sure exactly what it is I’m catching.

Spasm – Review

November 1, 1996

A Best Of group with Mark Spybey of Dead Voices on Air, Eric Pounder of Lab Report, Martin Atkins of Pigface, Curse Mackey of Evil Mothers, and, uh, Satan.

Sparkler – “Discover” / “Hey Long Hair” – Review

November 1, 1996

Although the word has been all but outlawed from this magazine, “insipid” is the best adjective for the bland pop of Sparkler.

Sonic Dolls – Sonic Dolls / Boris the Sprinkler split – Review

November 1, 1996

Sonic Dolls play energetic, authentic ’77 buzzsaw punk, and are more than likely the new darlings of MaximumRockNRoll.

SNFU – FYULABA – Review

November 1, 1996

SNFU gets down to skankin’ business from the first note and never stops, not even for comic relief of a more obvious sort on a tune like “Dean Martian.”