Jamie Kiffel – Page 12 – Lollipop Magazine

Bela – Til Summer Ends – Review

June 1, 2000

Bela could be categorized as the symphonic, warm noise of a summer storm over a beach rumbling with young teens’ reflections on their own mortality.

Abigail Grush – The Phantom Beat – Review

June 1, 2000

Rich, musty mixtures of Old World sounds like klezmer horns, accordions and glockenspiels create a heady aura of nostalgia as well as a lot of catchy hooks.

Chumbawamba – WYSIWYG – Review

April 1, 2000

Punk and folk have something in common: The need to reach deep into our e-everything, digitized, glitched-up brains, and reprogram them to think for themselves.

Ani DiFranco – To the Teeth – Review

April 1, 2000

For a slow disc full of tracks that take over two minutes to drag their experimental asses out of strummy auto-auroticism, To the Teeth is one gutsy album.

Frogpile: One Enchanted Evening, Codpiece Optional – Fiction

April 1, 2000

It was “One Enchanted Evening.” It sounds corny, I know, but we’d heard of it working at another house. We put up a stage flat in front of the door, to make it look like the entrance to a castle. We bought pink champagne. We even got costumes.

Prozzak – Hot Show – Review

April 1, 2000

The zany, power pop world of Simon and Milo, two Canadian characters prowlin’ the world for love. If this disc were a tape, I’d have worn it bald long ago.

The Frogs – Bananimals – Review

January 1, 2000

This is pedophiliac fetish cult pop with its face in the crotch of social mores. Invite dirty old man boy love into your stereo with The Frogs.

Bis – Social Dancing – Review

January 1, 2000

Social Dancing is like plugging in a hot pink Hello Kitty nightlight and hyping up the voltage ’til it vibrates and fires Pez from its adorable ears.

The Katies – Review

January 1, 2000

You glance around to make sure no one sees you getting sentimental over dumb pop, but it’s dark already and the music really isn’t that bad.

The Dares – Review

January 1, 2000

Like a group of cupcake-eaters racing for the slide, these four shout it out. But with musicianship this good, their childvoices project them into cultdom.