Lex Marburger | Lollipop Magazine

Mental Shrapnel: Goth Limericks and Emo Haiku – Column

April 28, 2006

Lollipop has a long history of making fun of stupid people, stupid trends, over-hyped movies, TV shows, bands, and anything else we see.

T. Raumschmiere – Blitzkrieg Pop – Review

February 3, 2006

Analog electric tweaking, with guest vocals. The mood is dark, which is nice, and the beats do more than untz-untzing away, but it lacks a solid foundation.

Eerie Von – Bad Dream No 13 – Review

January 27, 2006

Creeparino Eerie Von is back to try and be spooky. Better luck next time. The 13 tracks on Bad Dream No. 13 are pretty dull. And dull is in no way spooky.

Nine Inch Nails – With Teeth – Review

June 13, 2005

The best tracks on With Teeth are the slow, and (relatively) quiet ones. Not to say that the harder ones don’t kick ass, they just seem more pushbutton.

The Headpress Guide to the Counterculture – Review

June 13, 2005

Jam-packed with reviews of outré shit. Care to know where you can get comics that feature angels pissing on vomiting clowns? Well, that would be on page 60.

Fatboy Slim – Palookaville – Review

April 11, 2005

Pretty much the same kind of album that he released four years ago. That’s not all bad if you like the catchy beats and not-a-care-in-the-world attitude.

DJ? Acucrack – Mako vs. Geist – Review

April 11, 2005

Drum & bass was the coolest shit. When tekno-industrialists got hold of it, they made it all creepy, with samples, distortion, and misery. That’s DJ? Acucrack.

Wire – Wire on the Box: 1979 – Review

April 4, 2005

You really should know about Wire, especially if you care about any sort of post-whatever rock music being played today. Up there with Can, VU, and The Fall.

Devo – Live in the Land of the Rising Sun – Review

March 7, 2005

Even for the ’80s, these guys were pretty weird. Even when the old men come out, chubbier than they used to be, they kick ass. They’ve gotten better.

Blondie – Live by Request – Review

March 7, 2005

The years have not been kind to Debbie Harry. Not that she can’t sing, or she doesn’t look hot (she does, in her own way, on both counts) but she got training.