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Sunday, February 03, 2008

Snap, Crackle, Horror Pops?

image It's laundry day, and I'm about to listen to a CD by a band called the Horror Pops while I fold. Who are the Horror Pops? Not sure yet. A friend loves them though and asked me to go to their show with him on Saturday, so I'm going. But first, I need to listen to them. Since I have a subscription to Yahoo Music, I was able to download one of their CDs (Yahoo only has one) at no additional cost. So I'm gonna listen to it half a dozen times or so before the show. I enjoy concerts so much more once I've grokked the band and get to hear a familiar tune or two.

Horror Pops. You gotta love the name.

More 2 come.,,


Charles Gramlich said...

Yes, what a name. It certainly suggests a surreal kind of music. Sounds almost new wavey to me. Let us know what you think.

syzygy13 said...

yayyy! da show will be so freakin' fun! how did you like da musik? dey kick such ass in concert.

deyz what you call 'psychobilly.' rockabilly wit' a punk or thrash or goth attitude (or da other way around). and nobody, but nobody does it like da pops.

plus, tatooed go-go dancers! what's not ta love? ;)

Clifford said...

Hey Charles,

I think SynergyBoy does a good job of giving you a feel for the band...

Hey SynergyBoy

Looking forward to the show...I've only listened to the CD once so far (but noticed they have a new one dropping this week). Anyway, first listen, I likes. A couple of songs, such as Miss Take, grabbed me on first listen...plus, I love the lead singer's vocals...

Looking forward to the show...don't foret to bring your ti-ti stirrer! Don't leave home without it!

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