Lollipop Magazine

Coroner’s Corner – You Can’t Polish a Turd – Column

May 1, 1996

If you prefer a less polished, grungier film with a budget equal to the lip-gloss bill for Diabolique, check out House On Sorority Row.

A Few of My Favorite Things – What Happens When Dixieland and Avant Jazz Meet – Column

May 1, 1996

Looping, multi-layered saxes, trombone, guitar, all moving independently, but building epic songs. Moody, emotional, hot.

A Few of my Favorite Things – Christopher Walken’s Three Best Film Quotes – Column

April 1, 1996

“Tell the angels in heaven you’ve never seen evil so singularly personified than on the face of the man that killed you.”

Prelude to a Lick – The Editor’s Rant – Column

April 1, 1996

Revolution ceased to be the topic of coffee table discussion long ago in Alternatown. There’s no money in being a soothsayer for the obvious.

Graffic Traffic – Column

April 1, 1996

From the twisting imagination of James Kochalka comes the funny send-up of the Superman mythos “Little Mister Man.” Gag-o-licious, with heartwarming moments.

A Few of my Favorite Things – Ways to Stay Needlessly Angry – Column

April 1, 1996

“That is so obvious. I can’t believe God bothered to give you a tongue for any purpose other than to torment me. Die, die, die!”

A Few of my Favorite Things – Shut Up, I Like It – Column

April 1, 1996

Madonna – The Immaculate Collection – She’s a great pop songwriter. Yeah, she looks good too, but besides that, she’s tough as nails and extremely lonely.

A Few of My Favorite Things – The Record I Put on Top… – Column

March 1, 1996

Barkmarket – 1-800-GODHOUSE – Good record in a one-man Butthole/Cave kinda vein. The cover’s so simple yet so f’in creepy that no one dares pick it up.

A Few of My Favorite Things – A Record I Am Deeply Ashamed To Admit I Love Dearly – Column

March 1, 1996

Scritti Politti – Cupid & Psyche 85: Their music was so synthetic that it’ll be billions of years before it biodegrades.

Lick Us Back! – Readers Response – Column

March 1, 1996

That’s correct! I have taken up residence in the Pacific Northwest, where, as Mr. Kerry Joyce vaguely instructed me, I am to do a “scene report, or something.”