Lollipop Magazine

The Night Chicago Died – Fiction

November 1, 1998

Street level new music, which had previously been delightfully profane, had been rudely adopted by sacred operatives. Nothing could ever be the same.

Lollipop – The Wonder Years – Fiction

June 1, 1996

Job: Write a fluffed-up article about The Lollipop Kids, the colorful munchkins of the magazine biz, and the trials and tribulations they’ve experienced.

The Brian Setzer Orchestra – Guitar Slinger – Review

June 1, 1996

Brian Setzer gathered a 17-piece big band around him: Rockabilly with a full horn section hootin’ and hollerin’ and causing all sorts of ruckus.

Prelude to a Lick – The Editor’s Rant – Column

February 1, 1996

One of the criticisms is that magazine doesn’t really represent anything. We certainly resent just about everything, but evidently, that’s not the same thing.

Contemporary Illustrators – At The Smoking Gallery – Review

July 1, 1995

Many have the look of magazine illustration, albeit of the “tone it down, we can’t run that” variety, although a few have appeared in well-known magazines.

Trailer Park Barbie – Fiction

March 1, 1995

Soon Barbie became a recluse, avoiding Malibu altogether and spending most of her time at her My Little Pony Ranch, located 20 miles south of Lake Tahoe.

Gus Jerusalem and the Konja Gum – Part 1,000,000,000 – Fiction

February 1, 1995

He’d expected security to catch him, or be discovered when the mall opened. But no guards appeared and the mall never opened. It was just the girls and him.

A Valentine’s Message – Fiction

February 1, 1995

All you single women out there are absolutely cool as shit, and most of you [heterosexual] single men are stone-cold petrified by that.

Gus Jerusalem and the Konja Gum – Part III – Fiction

December 1, 1994

Chun was already dancing among the religious fanatics, his twin katanas flashing silver death as he decapitated and disemboweled the fear-struck aggressors.

Gus Jerusalem and the Konja Gum – Part II – Fiction

November 1, 1994

“On my Earth, this band would be considered upbeat,” growled Jerusalem, puffing on a Cuban cigar.