Lollipop Magazine

The Unicorns – Who Will Cut Our Hair When We’re Gone – Review

March 29, 2004

Fans of cute, nerdy, experimental low-fi indie-pop music will love this Montreal threesome. The Unicorns offer up unusual songs with a playful and innocent undertone.

The Special Goodness – Land Air Sea – Review

March 29, 2004

You know how Weezer’s Maladroit rocked fuzzy guitars in a weird, slow, brashy way that nobody really liked? The same concept is in effect here. The Special Goodness is the brainchild of Weezer drummer Pat Wilson.

Gravity Propulsion System – Poison Rays of Sound – Review

March 29, 2004

Ikara Colt could gig with’m just fine, as could Poem Rocket, or some of those angular units wandering around in the yard.

The Snake The Cross The Crown – Like A Moth Before A Flame – Review

March 22, 2004

Straight from Alabama to the big time. With their six-song debut, they’ve managed to mix melodic indie rock and hook-laden emo with just a touch of ’80s-influenced pop-rock.

The Silent Treatment – Review

March 22, 2004

This is classic MidWestern emo, no fuss about it. The trailing arpeggios, the accented guitar/drums interplay, the yelping.

The Radio Hour – Review

March 22, 2004

With steady, heart-bearing emotion washing through the notes like a young Michael Stipe, Tim Hort has created the R.E.M. album we’ve all been wishing for since Out of Time.

Procession Came Opposite – Oceans – Review

March 22, 2004

I’m all for an album revolving around a certain theme, but after seven all-too-similar melodic and anthemic jams about the sun/surf/ocean waves, I don’t ever want to hear about oceans again.

Preston School of Industry- Monsoon – Review

March 22, 2004

That-other-guy-from-Pavement, Scott “Spiral Stairs” Kannberg, returns with his second Preston School of Industry album, sounding more Terror Twilight than either “Date With Ikea” or “Two States.”

Big Collapse – Prototype – Review

March 22, 2004

The songs on Prototype sound like bad covers of Soul Asylum songs.

Sister Sonny – The Bandit Lab – Review

March 22, 2004

Yhe band wanders through a double album’s worth of textural seas without catching much fish, often too busy appreciating the scenery and not working the net harder.