Scott Hefflon – Page 306 – Lollipop Magazine

Dog Fly Religion – at the Middle East Cafe – Review

November 1, 1995

For those who loved the “Art/Goof” rock of King Missile, poet/spoken word wacko John S. Hall is back with his original chum Dogbowl and his band.

Prelude to a Lick: The Revenge – Column

November 1, 1995

Maybe we can’t get our assignments in on time, at least we can drive. Quit your bitching about how everyone isn’t like you. It would be a scary world if we were.

The Tea Party – The Edges of Twilight – Review

October 1, 1995

A sensuous collection of moody songs that use exotic instruments to complement the standard guitar/bass/drum rock formula.

My Dying Bride – Trinity – Review

October 1, 1995

A collection of greatest hits off the first few albums, EPs and 7″s released just before their third full-length. Moody, heavy, and sweetly dismal.

Mental Hippie Blood – Pounds – Review

October 1, 1995

Mental Hippie Blood is a solid, soulful rock band filled with hooks and melodies, combining righteous soloing and powerful vocals into once heavy rock package.

Stubborn All-Stars – Open Season – Review

October 1, 1995

Smooth and sexy vocals, layers of male/female harmonies, full horn and reed sections, and gorgeous arrangements of roots-based ska.

James Kochalka Superstar – Review

October 1, 1995

There is no sane way to review this CD. 44 minutes of songs, covers, sounds and either madly witty lyrics, or stupid-as-hell stories/parodies. Or something.

Strung Out – with The Vandals at The Rat – Review

October 1, 1995

Uptempo, melodic, layered with pretty harmonies, politically pissed, and filled with quick, clever chord changes and more than a few guitar solos.

Down – NOLA – Review

October 1, 1995

New Orleans groove, Sabbath-influenced megaband. I smelled label money, psycho deathneck-loving mediocrity on this one, but I was pretty wrong.

Dance Hall Crashers – Lockjaw – Review

October 1, 1995

Perhaps losing the horns was a shame, but the guitar and drum madness give the always-sexy vocals of Elyse and Karina a punk edge that kicks the Bangles’ ass.