Jon Sarre – Page 45 – Lollipop Magazine

Claw Hammer – Hold Your Tongue (And Say Apple) – Review

July 1, 1997

Disjointed guitar riffs, a right-on-the-money rhythm section, free jazzy saxophone, and kitschy cocktail piano with singer Jon Wahl’s off-kilter wail.

Blaster the Rocket Boy – Succulent Spacefood – Review

July 1, 1997

Peopled by Skaters for Jesus. They’ve also got a little surf guitar in there and the singer kinda sounds like Jack Brewer from ole Saccharine Trust.

Zen Guerrilla – Invisible ‘Liftee’ Pad/ Gap-tooth Clown – Review

June 1, 1997

“Go buy this record,” cos you should hear it for yerself and decide if you like yer skin crawlin’ and the hairs a-standin’ up on the back of yer neck.

Wayne Kramer – Citizen Wayne – Review

June 1, 1997

He was one of the MC5’s guitar slingers. He played with Johnny Thunders and G.G. Allin. He’s never given a bad interview in his life.

DFL – Grateful – Review

June 1, 1997

It’s “Old Fashioned Hardcore,” as they describe it, like Dischord, circa 1981 (like Void) or the Gang Green and FUs (I’m talkin’ the reeeaaally short songs).

U.S. Bombs – Never Mind The Open Minds… – Review

June 1, 1997

Look at a picture of U.S. Bombs and you’ll see five guys in their mid-thirties who dress like they’re roadies for the Clash right around Combat Rock.

The Weird Lovemakers – Electric Chump – Review

June 1, 1997

Electric Chump is simply a great punk rock album. It’s a record for these times and from a place y’ probably wouldn’t expect.

The Living Abortions – Review

June 1, 1997

Like a posse of hipster nightstalkers or somethin’, the Living Abortions attempt the Hollywood-glamorized blood, guts, and pussy treatment.

Sarre-Chasm – Hypo-Critics – Column

June 1, 1997

Pat Boone really gets under the thin skins of those who make their living writing the history of rock’n’roll. It was those Little Richard covers…

The Crowd – Letter Bomb – Review

June 1, 1997

On Letter Bomb, they consistently prove themselves to be masters of melodic chock full o’ harmonies punk rock, kinda like what the Buzzcocks used to do.