February 2002 – Page 27 – Lollipop Magazine

The Night I Died – Fiction

February 22, 2002

Where’s the project? What the fuck am I gonna do? Burning up in this hell and she’s cackling like some ninny-throated witch through that wall. Cranking up that goddamned techno music.

ReDirection – Review

February 22, 2002

The best source for Midwestern math-ish indie/instrumental/emo rock, Polyvinyl has put together a damn fine (and balanced) sampler for those uninitiated.

Pushing Scandinavian Rock to the Man! – Vol. 2 – Review

February 22, 2002

There’re some familiar names, most of ’em, tho’, are not too well-known to me. The Scandinavian rock’n’roll invasion continues, but I think it’s a friendly one.

Punk-O-Rama – Vol. 6 – Review

February 22, 2002

Epitaph keeps the bands they’ve got (minus one) and picks up wave after wave of the best young hopefuls, most of whom deserve it.

Nuggets II – Review

February 22, 2002

A track, a couple paragraphs, a professorial listen, a glance at the haberdashery, and you’re sampling the next one until the box of chocolates is gone.

Darkest Hour – The Mark of the Judas – Review

February 22, 2002

The record that came out just before MIA had their plug pulled. This DC hardcore/ metalcore/ whatever band heard At The Gates and it changes their lives.

Not the Same Old Blues Crap II – Review

February 22, 2002

Sad truth is the Blues is whitherin’, tho’ not dead, not yet, as Fat Possum proves over and over again by releasin’ records like this.

No-Fi Trash – Review

February 22, 2002

The biggest, brightest, and not-so-bright names in independent music, offering multitudes of subgenres to chose from. Most songs are previously released.

Corrosion Of Conformity – Live Volume – Review

February 22, 2002

If anything can (over)correct for the processed meat that was America’s Volume Dealer, it is a gangly, spider-fingered groove-doom live shoot ’em up.

The Album of Le Nouveau Millennium – Fiction

February 22, 2002

I have seen the future of music, and it is exemplified by one album, an album of such greatness and utter transcendence that it encompasses all of our feelings, hopes, dreams and darkest fears, and it has a good beat, and you can dance to it.