Martin Popoff – Page 35 – Lollipop Magazine

Solefald – Pills Against the Ageless Ills – Review

February 22, 2002

Three varied albums for this creatively exploded Norwegian duo. An album less phreaked than Neonism, slicker, classier, more majestically modern black.

Katatonia – Last Fair Deal Gone Down – Review

February 22, 2002

The result of recording difficulties and saddled with an awkward album title, Katatonia wears those Opeth comparisons more deliberately than ever before.

Six Feet Under – True Carnage – Review

February 22, 2002

Six Feet Under have created a niche by slowing down, simplifying, and in an odd way, shoe-gazing their way through hypnotic, crunchy mainstream metal riffs.

Anathema – A Fine Day to Exit – Review

February 22, 2002

No band has ever moved farther afield from their original sound within this genre we love, and possibly even outside of it.

Sinergy – Suicide by My Side – Review

February 22, 2002

Kim’s vocals do it for me, because she sounds like the ultimate party chick, belting along with Jack Daniels to the concert in her head.

Judas Priest – Screaming For Vengeance – Review

February 22, 2002

Broke the bank by visiting three areas: Songs reminiscent of British Steel, songs reminiscent of Point of Entry, and songs heavier than anything on either.

Judas Priest – Point of Entry – Review

February 22, 2002

Priest followed up British Steel in ’81 with Point of Entry’s ten mewling melodic flower arrangements (but God love it).

Judas Priest – Defenders of the Faith – Review

February 22, 2002

Heavier still than Screaming…, even if the production was more synthetic and drummer Dave Holland seemed even less necessary as a paid member of the band.

Amorphis – Am Universum – Review

February 22, 2002

This singular sound is a combination of doomy, death-like melodies with completely conventional rock instrumentation. I find it a bit naggingly fence-sitting.

Judas Priest – Sin After Sin – Review

February 22, 2002

Sin After Sin, Stained Class, Hell Bent for Leather, and Unleashed In the East: The silver gleamed, the riffs rifled, and Halford was at his high-flying’ best.