October 1997 – Page 6 – Lollipop Magazine

The Minus 5 – The Lonesome Death of Buck McCoy – Review

October 1, 1997

Compared to the Mark Eitzel solo disc most of these guys contributed to, this is positively bubbly, but so’s hemlock if you spike it with Schweppes.

Exodus – Another Lesson in Violence – Review

October 1, 1997

Recorded live at the Trocadero in San Francisco, Exodus returns from the depths of hell (or at least the bargain bin) fronted by original madman Paul Baloff.

The Kelley Deal 6000 – Boom Boom Boom – Review

October 1, 1997

The Kelley Deal 6000 lays no claims to The Breeders. It is Kelley’s own act, on Kelley’s own label (Nice Records), with Kelley’s own songs.

The Gremmies – The Boss Now Sound of… – Review

October 1, 1997

Fur waxed-up wave-ridin’ trem ‘n’ twang instros flippin’ the surfin’ bird to anyone L7 enough to Venture outside the clambake/drive-in/shindig axis.

Elvis Presley – Elvis! His Greatest Hits – Review

October 1, 1997

Four CDs break up 84 classics into: songs released between 1956-’58, ’58-’61, ’62-’69, and ’69-’77, which includes six Sun recordings, and six Country Classics.

The People vs. Larry Flynt – Review

October 1, 1997

Larry Flynt, by his own admission, is a hard man to love, the kind of guy that proclaims that a woman with sperm on her face is the summit of artistic beauty.

The Geraldine Fibbers – Butch – Review

October 1, 1997

An enthralling, harrowing experience, denying the simplified roles women in music have backed themselves into, speaking for one rather than pandering to all.

The Devil’s Own – Review

October 1, 1997

Pitt twice recited, “It’s not an American story. It’s an Irish one,” but this is one of the most watered-down Hollywood plots a movie buff could hope to avoid.

The Fall – This Nation’s Saving Grace – Review

October 1, 1997

Cements their ability to be both of the pop moment and miles beyond it simultaneously, resulting in one of their full-fledged classics.

Street Fighter II: V – Review

October 1, 1997

Street Fighter II V is a sore disappointment, a children’s television show repackaged for hungry Americans willing to snap at any morsel of animation.