Lollipop Magazine

Cheater Slicks – Don’t Like You – Review

December 1, 1995

At times, they out-Stooge the Stooges with their metal-grinder meets spin-cycle guitars. The harmonica and swampy rockabilly feel reminds me of Blues Explosion.

Swank – The Swill of it All – Review

December 1, 1995

If you put Black Sabbath, L7, and Smashing Pumpkins in a blender, you’d have a good idea of this trio’s sound.

Skunk Anansie – Paranoid & Sunburnt – Review

December 1, 1995

They brought us Sabbath, Priest, Motörhead, but have been relatively silent in the metal category recently. It took a black lesbian skinhead to stand apart.

Saigon Kick – Devil In The Details – Review

December 1, 1995

Styles range from blues to ballads to swing to swagger to strut to an a cappella pretty-boy-barbershop intro to a NIN rip-off. Plus pianos, and Spanish guitars.

Peach – II – Review

December 1, 1995

Another band from Seattle that sounds just like a band from Seattle. I’d throw some names around, but I don’t really want to.

JRZ System – Review

December 1, 1995

Imagine a somewhat pissed-off Joe Satriani leading a ferocious hard-funk trio. Sometimes angry, sometimes melodic, but always in the groove.

Fatso Jetson – Sticky Little Gods – Review

December 1, 1995

I expected Satan surf punk. This is way crisper and sunfried. Desert rock, bad-ass rockabilly, or surfbilly-with-twisted-humor on a swaggering drunk binge?

Joe Satriani – Review

November 1, 1995

Filled with amazingly beautiful vocals and heartfelt lyrics that shine through despite the low-fi production. There are no guitar solos either.

Expanding Man – Download/Disappear – Review

November 1, 1995

Well-executed take on the alt.rock thing. The songs rely on the traditional verse/chorus scheme, but take each idea a step further to create a new synthesis.

Cathedral – The Carnival Bizarre – Review

November 1, 1995

I seem to recall liking their first album, but The Carnival Bizarre is just gloomy post-Sabbath cheese with a metal growler.

Boss Hog – Review

November 1, 1995

Boss Hog lies somewhere between Jon Spencer’s former and current projects, Pussy Galore, and the Blues Explosion’s fuzz-tone Stones-flavored funk grooves.

Black Light Rainbow – Review

November 1, 1995

As soon as the needle hits the vinyl it’s an all out assault on the boundaries of rock as we know it, spitting out incoherent lyrics with earsplitting energy.

Super Junky Monkey – Screw Up – Review

November 1, 1995

They combine the blender-music aesthetic of Zorn and their Jap-noise equivalents with the Kraut-rock noodlings of Faust.

Stanley – Clobbered – Review

November 1, 1995

The sort of band that badly Xeroxed cut-and-paste ‘zines love to ramble on about. Their sound is too Seattle to be sludge-punk, but too Chicago to be grunge.

The Meteors – Corpse Grinder – Review

October 1, 1995

Corpse Grinder is a collection of A and B sides from 1984 to 1989 and proves once again that there ain’t nothing like the real thing.

Down – NOLA – Review

October 1, 1995

New Orleans groove, Sabbath-influenced megaband. I smelled label money, psycho deathneck-loving mediocrity on this one, but I was pretty wrong.

Cosmic Psychos – Self-Totalled – Review

October 1, 1995

It takes three older guys from the more demented side of blue-collar territory to make music that feels like washing down Black Widows with a 12-pack of Shlitz.

Cheeseburger – “Cool Tomato” – Review

October 1, 1995

Irresistibly cool and simple. 4/4 beat, Stooges-like vocals.

Crown Roast – “George” – Review

September 1, 1995

Really ugly, belligerent sludge rock. This is the type of thing that your square friends can’t understand how anyone could enjoy listening to.

Supersuckers – Sacrilicious – Review

September 1, 1995

With 14 songs of corruption, their tongues are planted firmly in-cheeks and their chops are mighty. Masters of punked-up, powerchord-soaked rock ‘n’ roll.

Streetcleaners – Pomona Queen – Review

September 1, 1995

What the hell? Rotten puts out D.R.I. and Acid Bath, and then they release this ’80s Stones-rip-off-tribute-band?

Black Number Nine – Review

September 1, 1995

With x-members of glam gods Fighting Cocks, Black Number Nine shed that slut-rock groove to expose solid, bluesy rock.

Eskimo – The Further Adventures of Der Shrimpkin – Review

September 1, 1995

The disjointed and looping lines with semi- traditional rock formats sound like a re-vamped version of our good Captain, even down to the Dadaist lyrics.