Trip to the Andes – Review

March 1, 1998

I don’t hear a single “Inca” thing. Okay, there are a few flutes. Sounds pretty good if you’re stoned, or coming down, or just don’t feel like moving much.

Renegade Continuum – Review

March 1, 1998

As is the case with drum’n’bass, it can get confusing if you’re looking for the backbeat. But if you can follow the action, it’s pretty damn incredible.

Punk Bites 2 – Review

March 1, 1998

As Fearless says, “It’s the cheese,” and,when your mouth is fulla 30 bites of punk pizza, that’s a lotta cheese.

Into the Mix – Review

March 1, 1998

After the first few tracks, the album becomes incredibly dance floor and not much of a freaky head trip.

Hardcorps – Review

March 1, 1998

Jack into a sheer adrenaline rush with this 13-song compilation of gabber and hardcore techno. A smashed-window view into harder, angrier electronica.

Unleashed – Warrior – Review

March 1, 1998

Yeah, yeah, Viking metal, the AC/DC of death metal and all that jizz. No frills, no effects, fast and furious beneath flat production

U.S. Bombs – War Birth – Review

March 1, 1998

U.S. Bombs are the saving grace of punk rock in the late ’90s. Never mind the Pistols, U.S. Bombs are street punk the way it oughtta be.

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