Joshua Brown – Page 28 – Lollipop Magazine

The Showcase Showdown – Merry Christmas – Review

November 1, 1995

Spastic punk that sounds like the good ol’ days. Usual cartoon criticism of world leaders set to a Christmas theme, and a new take on “I like ’em cold.”

The Mr. T. Experience – “Sex Offender” – Review

November 1, 1995

They’re meant to appeal to a cynical, twenty-to-thirty-something audience. Their sense of sarcasm never fails to give me a laugh.

Cable – Cable/Malcolm’s Lost – Review

November 1, 1995

A lot of heaviness comes through the limited production of the two Cable songs. With access to better sound, they could be extremely heavy and screamy.

The Bar Feeders – “I Smell A Roast” – Review

November 1, 1995

Tight drumming keeps this together. Other than that, it’s your basic fast goof punk. A little better than run-of-the-mill, as far as inconsequential 7″ers go.

Black Light Rainbow – Review

November 1, 1995

As soon as the needle hits the vinyl it’s an all out assault on the boundaries of rock as we know it, spitting out incoherent lyrics with earsplitting energy.

My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult – Hit and Run Holiday – Review

November 1, 1995

Those already familiar will know what to expect. Futuristic retro fashion, an orgy of sax, keyboards, guitars, drums, and sultry voices.

Stereolab – Refried Ectoplasm (Switched on Volume 2) – Review

November 1, 1995

A collection of hard-to-find singles on Duophonic Super 45s from one of the most original bands of the ’90s who should prove to be largely influential.

Psykosonik – Unlearn – Review

November 1, 1995

Subdued Goth techno. Tries to be new-agey like Enigma, but comes off sounding unconvincing. It gets your toe tapping at times, but it’s forgettable.

Atomic Boy – Sonic Cocktail – Review

November 1, 1995

Their major label debut follows the handbook for playing this style of punk rock word for word, which makes for an album that’s not much more than OK.

Your Mom – “Left in LA” / “What You Need” – Review

November 1, 1995

Chunky, spitting bass with sludge groove guitars mated with sleazy vocals. Your Mom should be a hit in the underground.