June 2001 – Page 6 – Lollipop Magazine

Thisyearsmodel – Wanted: New Friends – Review

June 4, 2001

Ex-members of Irony of Lightfoot and (one of my old faves) Sons of Abraham are back in this new, slightly spazzier Long Island punk machine.

The Vigilantes – No Destiny – Review

June 4, 2001

The band kicks out the Misfits style and the production is really full and hard, but the singer needs to work on his timing without eating the mic.

The Turbo A.C.’s – Fuel for Life – Review

June 4, 2001

Turbo A.C.’s gained notoriety on Blackout! and Cacophony and now rev their duel carbs (one greaser, one hard surf) with the Nitro sticker on the bumper.

The Terrifying Experience – Magnetic Breakthough – Review

June 4, 2001

Old school Ohio punk-rooted rock. Splitting the difference between the Dead Boys, the Pagans, and one of those Raspberries-influenced bands that got lumped in.

The Tender Idols – Distressor – Review

June 4, 2001

From Atlanta. A British singer. One guitarists is into the lush texture of Midnight Oil and The Church, the other is into George Harrison and Keith Richards.

The Soundtrack of our Lives – Behind the Music – Review

June 4, 2001

The Soundtrack of our Lives show no signs of mortality. Simply put, Behind the Music is a stunner, the third consecutive bull’s-eye for these Swedes.

The Rosenbergs – Mission: You – Review

June 4, 2001

Sweet, catchy Britpop (relocated to NYC, but back in the UK now), not better or worse than the rest, but much more resourceful, for whatever that’s worth.

The Ravenous – Assembled in Blasphemy – Review

June 4, 2001

This shit’s so dirty, so gutter-born, so stained with vomit, bong water, and gastric juice that you’ll want to take a shower after listening to it.

The Pinkerton Thugs – End of an Era – Review

June 4, 2001

The Pinkerton Thugs are called what they’re called and they’re basically street level punk, the kind of “tough life” crap we all write in notebooks in middle school but later outgrow.

The Orange Peels – So Far – Review

June 4, 2001

Saying these guys sound like The Beach Boys wouldn’t even do them justice; they sound like the West Coast.