Lollipop Magazine

Buck Naked Babes in Bondage – Rant

June 1, 1994

If you’ve lived any kind of “rock ‘n roll” lifestyle, most of what you see onstage is a beginner’s demonstration of kinky, quirky, oh-so deviant behavior.

Revel with a Cause – T.T. the Bear’s Place Benefit at the Paradise – Review

June 1, 1994

There was a real sense of camaraderie, a feeling, on stage and off, that everyone was there to have some fun and, in the process, help an important club.

High Defiance – Lessons From Hate – Review

April 1, 1994

Notorious for their three ring vocal assault. With all the tuned low and mean crunch chords, the samples and scratches skim like flat rocks across a lake.

6L6 – with Bonehead, Stompbox, and Tree at Axis – Review

April 1, 1994

6L6 is a band that doesn’t need group shouts to make a massive vocal impact. From outta this skinny, starvation poster boy comes a bulldozing roar of a voice.

Tree – with Bonehead, 6L6, and Stompbox at Axis – Review

April 1, 1994

Tree leapt right into “Engulfed” and didn’t let up for the rest of the night. The whole floor turned into one mass of writhing, flailing bodies.

Stompbox – with Bonehead, 6L6, and Tree at Axis – Review

April 1, 1994

Because it was his monster bellowing range that kept cracking, Erich switched to a doom metal roar and a hardcore scream.

Mutha’s Day Out – with I Mother Earth at Axis – Review

April 1, 1994

This fresh-faced young band from the sticks writes hit after hit. They even turned those memorable sing-along choruses into boot stompin’ verbal rampages.

Machines of Loving Grace – at Local 186 – Review

April 1, 1994

With snarling heavy metal guitars, a live drummer, and a trigger percussionist/sample spewer, Machines filled the stage and every molecule of air with mayhem.

I Mother Earth – with Mutha’s Day Out at Axis – Review

April 1, 1994

The sound was MUCH heavier than I’d expected from their release Dig, which is more trippy, jazzy progressive hard rock.

ToeTag – with Mung, Only Living Witness at The Rat – Review

February 1, 1994

Toetag spit out enraged two minute ditties in rapid succession and left the crowd wounded, weary, and stinky.