Lollipop Magazine

Verbena – Into the Pink – Review

September 1, 1999

Follow the melancholy curve of the dragon’s tail from the first piano-minor key track… right up his scaly body and into his waiting pink mouth.

The Fumes – Pure Bad Luck – Review

September 1, 1999

Short’n’sweet and then move on 1-2-3-4 to the next one in a buzzsaw guitar blur runnin’ thru the veins of Zeke/Electric Frankenstein/Migraines etc etc.

Utah Phillips and Ani DiFranco – Fellow Workers – Review

September 1, 1999

Fellow Workers takes Phillips’ living, burning pleas for equality and justice, and backs them with Ani DiFranco’s plodding, plain electronic noodling.

The Freeze – One False Move – Review

September 1, 1999

Too familiar in that déjà vu sense to be new, but too world-weary to be from this seminal Boston Hardcore icons’ early ’80s heyday. But this is pretty great!

A Spy, A Jedi, and An American Pie – The 1999 Summer Movie Review – Column

September 1, 1999

1999 was a pathetic summer for movies with the bad far outweighing the good. In fact, most of the films weren’t even mediocre, they were worse.

Unida – Dozer – The Best of Wayne-Gro – Review

September 1, 1999

Four tracks by Unida, a band which includes Sloburn/Kyuss singer John Garcia. Unida doesn’t have the greasy groove side as much as the bludgeoning groove side.

The Flaming Lips – The Soft Bulletin – Review

September 1, 1999

An album that sounds like Jad Fair covering the Carpenters set to disco thump and roller rink strings. Yet another example of why music sucks right now.

Ugly Kid Joe – The Very Best of: As Ugly as it Gets – Review

September 1, 1999

What’re you supposed to say about a band that had three hits, two of which were covers? And not very good covers, at that.

U.S. Bombs – The World – Review

September 1, 1999

Good, old-fashioned, thick-voiced, mid-tempo barroom anthem punk sway, but the Bombs don’t come across as wild on CD as they do in their shows.

Tree – Our Day Will Come – Review

September 1, 1999

This is the best work Tree has ever done. By a long shot. Without pulling up their roots, Tree has grown and stretched their, um, branches.