Jon Sarre – Page 24 – Lollipop Magazine

Knoxville Girls – Review

January 1, 2000

With a pedigree this impressive, you can imagine this reporter’s frothy drool upon seein’ some ads around trumpeting the forthcoming Knoxville Girls release.

Y2k – Show of the Century – Column

January 1, 2000

The top concert of the millennium would be Altamont – Stones, Ike Turner, Hell’s Angels with pool cues, some guy in a lime green sharkskin suit was stabbed to death, there was some fat naked chick who looked like Roseanne Barr in the front…

Johnny Dowd – Pictures From Life’s Other Side – Review

January 1, 2000

Johnny Dowd’s this furniture mover who lives in upstate New York and plays a little guitar and possesses a really vivid sense of tragedy, loss, and redemption.

Jakkpot – Always Bet on Black – Review

January 1, 2000

Not being one to insult a buncha obviously older than yer school punks, I’m still not sure if this whole thing isn’t a joke of some kind.

Iggy Pop – Ave. B – Review

January 1, 2000

Mr. Osterberg is, sad to report, sorta just another old rock star who should put a shirt on and maybe finally rest on the ruins of his fucking laurels.

Highway 13 – Thrill Show – Review

January 1, 2000

Pittsburgh’s own Highway 13 sticks most closely to the traditional concept of slap stand-up bass, twangy guitar and skeletal, stripped drums.

Guitar Wolf – Jet Generation – Review

January 1, 2000

The boys again prove to be masters of turning yer standard blues-based chords into a claustrophobic mess of pops, snaps, buzzes, and screeches.

Demolition Doll Rods – T.L.A. – Review

January 1, 2000

Demolition Doll Rods are a drag – literally and figuratively – even with the estimable talents of a tarted-up Dan Krona as a major part of the equation.

Sun Ra – Outer Space Employment Agency – Review

September 1, 1999

Ra lets his organ (farfisa, that is) run the show at least on the four “songs” they do here. It sorta grew on me, but my cats still can’t stand it.

Stars and Stripes – Shaved for Battle – Review

September 1, 1999

Slapshot but gone full-on bootboy Oi, wherein Kelly’s more-familiar route is temporarily dropped in favor of subcultural concerns peculiar to skinheads.