Lollipop Magazine

Nine Wood – New Can of Ice – Review

November 1, 1998

The singer’s got a voice like Gracie Slick, and she sounds like she sincerely means every word she enunciates about her gray sweatshirt with the hole in it.

Vader – Black to the Blind – Review

November 1, 1998

Three records later and Vader have soaked up like so much bile, the work of all those New York and Florida technical deathsters, ingesting and learning it well.

12 Rounds – My Big Hero – Review

November 1, 1998

They’re on Reznor’s Nothing label. But so’s Manson. The singer has a snotty, sneering voice, like The Divinyls, or maybe Wendy O. Williams with a head cold.

Nine – Listen – Review

November 1, 1998

Spoiled by the likes of Final Exit and 59 Times the Pain, I’d come to expect something more than the usual heavy metal tripe from Swedish hardcore.

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas – Review

November 1, 1998

The gonzo lifestyle has long been the fascination of rock’n’rollers, drug-crazed writers, and every shape and form of creative artist for decades.

12 Rods – Split Personalities – Review

November 1, 1998

The idea behind these guys is that they combine good ol’ fashioned guitar rock with the techno-ambient-electronic pulse of the fewtcha.

Nihil – Drown – Review

November 1, 1998

Loud and heavy industrial metal that makes you want to grab your crotch and punch stuff.

Ultra Bide – Super Milk – Review

November 1, 1998

I read a review where the writer complained how he was “tired of the same old punk rock shit” like Ultra Bidé. I dunno what record that guy was listenin’ to.

Cry Now, Cry Later – Review

November 1, 1998

From the uglier, dirtier underside of heavy music, Cry Now, Cry Later drills like a dentist to the exposed nerve of anger, violence, and loathing.

Writers Wanted – Column

November 1, 1998

I’m here to print writing. Writing about Life, the Universe and Everything, cleverly tucked between such standard lines as “it rocks!” and “chugging guitars.”