Lollipop Magazine

Limecell – It’s Gonna Get Ugly – Review

October 22, 2003

Limecell hail from Philly, have been banned from every club in said city except for one because of their wild shows and all drink even me under the table.

The Generators – From Rust To Run – Review

August 6, 2003

As on Tyranny, The Generators have the potential to be legendary if they weed out some of the throwaway material.

Without Warning, It’s Punch Drunk IV – Review

April 18, 2003

TKO said fuck it and threw a bunch of bands of totally different styles, attitudes, politics, and toughness against the proverbial wall to see what sticks.

AntiSeen – Drastic – E.P. Royalty – Review

January 10, 2003

Contains the first two AntiSeen EPs, Drastic (’85) and E.P. Royalty (’86). Two ultra-rare early records are now readily available: Can’t go wrong buying this.

The New York Rel-X – She’s Got a Gun/Paranoia – Review

November 22, 2002

This release combines the first two EPs – She’s Got a Gun and Paranoia – and The New York Rel-X are, as you might guess, straight-forward, old school NY punk.

The Ritchie Whites – Snitches Get Stitches – Review

September 20, 2002

With Snitches Get Stitches, The Ritchie Whites get stuck in second gear and completely neglect to rock. It’s not that they’re awful, just wholly unremarkable.

The Beltones – Cheap Trinket – Review

September 9, 2002

1977-style punk that’s a little bit pop and a little bit rock’n’roll. Not too fast or too slow; not too aggressive or too wussy; not too basic or too tricky.

Punch Drunk – III – Review

August 2, 2002

A grouchy reviewer might grumble that TKO’s latest sampler is mostly filler, but an astute music historian would point out it’s merely carrying on the legacy.

The Bodies – Firepower Is Our Business – Review

March 1, 2002

The Bodies are a good garagey-sounding street/Oi! band from Sonoma, CA, and this is a reissue of the EP on Vulture Rock.

Reducers SF – Crappy Clubs and Smelly Pubs – Review

February 22, 2002

Sing along if ya really care, but sometimes ya can’t help it. Singin’ along, I mean. I usually think this stuff is just plain ol’ played out…