Introducing NEW HorrorPops - the quick-fix punk-rockin' snack with the hideously ghoulish aftertaste!
Ever longed for that in-between meals treat, but don't want to ruin a healthy appetite for punk rock? Well, HorrorPops are for you! One lick and you'll be hooked on their infectious, um, hooks; one suck in their surf rock rhythms and you'll be puckered up like a fish for the entire afternoon; one whiff and your feet'll be moving without your brain's prior permission!
Tastes like: No Doubt with a Misfits fixation.
Looks like: Unique - finding HorrorPops in your local store is a doddle. Just look for the smouldering looks of tattoo-strewn, upright bass-playing front woman Patricia and you're sorted.
Ingredients: Four-piece from Denmark. Like dressing up like kids on Halloween. Have go-go dancers called Kamilla and Mille. Are a little bit scary.
Side effects: HorrorPops cannot rule out the possibilty of your punk rock cred' being erased. You will win few friends in your hardcore circles by whipping out a copy of 'Hell Yeah'. But, not to mince words, fuck it; you'll have a blast. HorrorPops are dumb fun for punk rock kids tired of stagnant post-hardcore. They're a rockin' good time for all the family, providing your family likes zombie-full B-movies and tattoos. They're totally one-dimensional and completely disposable, and all the more brilliant for it. Just don't over do it.
_Small print: _If consumed too often, HorrorPops will rot your teeth out.
7Mike Diver's Score