Lollipop Magazine

Donna De Lory – Bliss – Review

February 22, 2002

Take one measure of east Asian instruments, fold in simple synths, stir with a cello, and add Madonna’s slow, sweet voice circa Bedtime Stories.

Black Box Recorder – The Worst Of – Review

February 8, 2002

Like a pretty demon, Nixey powders her vixen voice and softly jolts listeners with lines like “whatever happened to good old-fashioned brutality?”

Bitch And Animal – Eternally Hard – Review

February 8, 2002

They spray Eau de Lesbos from their unshaven armpits. They are butch and blatant, miles from the closet, loud as a cranked amp. This is womyn cock rock.

Turbo’s Tunes – Review

June 4, 2001

This sampler of the label’s most recent licks at the driveways of garage rock delivers all this – but also a good helping of the unexpected.

Pete Krebs – Danny Barnes – Duet for Clarinet and Goat – Review

June 3, 2001

These here boys are twisted and strange, and ah wouldn’t leave ’em alone with mah banjo fer long fer fear of whut they maht do t’ the dawg with it.

Ani DiFranco – Revelling/Reckoning – Review

June 1, 2001

This isn’t the kind of collection that will make your brain bulge at every chord change. It has its dirges, digressions and self-indulgent moments and minutes.

Generation X No Artificial Additives – Fiction

June 1, 2001

That, for me, was the identity of Wellesley’s true Generation Xers – an underbelly of drug users, altered girls with complicated eyes.

Danny Barnes – Pete Krebs – Duet for Clarinet and Goat – Review

June 1, 2001

These here boys are twisted and strange, and ah wouldn’t leave ’em alone with mah banjo fer long fer fear of whut they maht do t’ the dawg with it.

Black Box Recorder – The Facts of Life – Review

June 1, 2001

Gentle, moody and powdery vocals over a plush tapestry of guitars, light synth and snare, weave a thick warp of easily listenable music with sardonic lyrics.

The Dandy Warhols – Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia – Review

April 1, 2001

A mishmash of musical moods that would make excellent fodder for your own, more carefully devised mix tapes.