Lollipop Magazine

Underground Station – Column

June 13, 2005

Now the term is “alternative comics,” which pushes the borders back from political/dope-oriented or bawdy stories to equally controversial graphic novels.

Turpentine Brothers – We Don’t Care About Your Good Times – Review

June 13, 2005

The guitar-heavy snot Stones teen angle has gotten worked a bunch since the original Nuggets double LP sprung from the loins of Pan to help rescue us all.

Throttlerod – Starve the Dead – Review

June 13, 2005

This limited-edition five-song EP finds Throttlerod backing off from the full-on riff-rock pummel of their previous two releases in favor of a quieter stance.

The Yuppie Pricks – Broken Banquet – Review

June 13, 2005

They’re a riot. They can play, write good songs, you can sing along and bop. It’ll be the secret of real punks mocking the fake punks, the way it should be.

The Wedding Present – Take Fountain – Review

June 13, 2005

Unlike the emo acts that cite The Wedding Present as an influence, Gedge’s honest lamentations are a therapeutic release rather than a suicide note.

The Vacancy – Heart Attack – Review

June 13, 2005

It’s volumatic pop music with unisonic vocals that war between ’70s CBGB street punk and ’80s OC skate punk.

Leaves’ Eyes – Elegy – Review

June 13, 2005

A six-song mini-CD following last Fall’s Lovelorn, and a teaser for this summer’s Vinland Saga. Anyone into Evanescence or Lacuna Coil oughtta dig this.

The Postal Service – We Will Become Silhouettes – Review

June 13, 2005

It ruptures the spleen to try and figure out just how something so kitschy, trite, regurgitated, unimaginative, calculatedly “overprecious” can be eaten up.

Lagwagon – Live in a Dive – Review

June 13, 2005

For over a decade now, Lagwagon have penned the soundtracks of our lives. And having seen the band countless times, not much comes close to a Lagwagon show.

Kill Your Idols – From Companionship to Competition – Review

June 13, 2005

Kill Your Idols are the real thing. They sound like it, smell like it, and live like it. You can almost feel the street smarts ooze from their music.