Andre Williams – Silky – Review

November 1, 1998

Williams, despite the ace backing, doesn’t require help. He’s a sick’n’twisted desperate rock’n’roll machine, out mackin’ smooth talkin’ rappers half his age.

Red Aunts – Ghetto Blaster – Review

September 1, 1998

Punk-as-shit avant noise bound to rejuvenate the chaotic creativity long bled from rock, or a whipped-off gem by musicians too whacked for their own good?

Pure – Feverish – Review

September 1, 1998

Jordy Birch’s voice is not nearly as aerobic as the instruments he splays his lazy sound across, and Pure’s lyrics do not strain toward philosophical esoterica.

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