Tim Den – Page 62 – Lollipop Magazine

Hearts Bleed Blue – Sampler No. 4 – Review

January 3, 2003

The new class of Deep Elm-ers has big shoes to fill, but they are doing a bang-up job, thanks to the likes of brainy Red Animal War and sugary Brandtson.

Crank Yankers – The Best Uncensored Crank Calls Volume 1 – Review

January 3, 2003

Some of today’s best comedic talents crafting an art form out of the time-honored tradition of putting strangers in awkward situations over the phone.

Christiansen – Forsenics Brothers and Sisters! – Review

January 3, 2003

Constantly changing tempos, riffs, and arpeggios, Forensics Brothers and Sisters! can be a bit schizophrenic, but enthusiasm makes up for the lack of fluidity.

Drexel – The Inevitable is Available – Review

January 3, 2003

Maintaining punchy hooks, but now serving ’em up with brutal, driving/snarling riffs, this sounds more like DC-core than any of Drexel’s back catalog.

Bloodbath – Resurrection Through Carnage – Review

January 3, 2003

Bringing back the original Swedish sound. What did you expect from members of Opeth, Katatonia, Diabolical Masquerade, and Exit 13 (the mighty Dan Swano!)?

The All-American Rejects – Review

January 3, 2003

Synth pop with innocent, adolescent melodies, radiant vocals that display dazzling control of vibrato… these songs just won’t be denied!

Staring Back – On – Review

January 3, 2003

Multi-faceted songs, way too intelligent and technically fluid to be simply labeled “pop punk,” dominate this album.

Sparta – Wiretap Scars – Review

January 3, 2003

Sparta has emerged from At The Drive-In’s cocoon soaring like a butterfly, its melodic wings tinged with bitter poetry and howling whirlwinds.

Snapcase – End Transmission – Review

January 3, 2003

As Snapcase has carried on Refused’s progressive hardcore, they’ve been swept aside by the rise of nü metal and “poppy” hardcore. An unfair turn of events.

Sepultura – Under a Pale Grey Sky – Review

January 3, 2003

Two discs full of songs I could’ve written while taking a shit during lunch break, replete with obvious breakdowns and moronic lyrics.