HorrorPops - "Hell, Yeah!"
How the hell is it that bands from Sweden, Norway, Britain, Australia,
etc., manage to do rock and roll ten times better than their American
counterparts? Sure, the United States may have been the birthplace of
rock and roll, but we only had it for about five years before it hopped
across the pond to be dominated by foreigners.
Add HorrorPops to the list of the Stones, Beatles, Turbonegro,
Hellacopters, et al. Sure, there are some great bands playing this
style of psychobilly rock and roll here in the States, but I've yet to
hear a group as tight as this bunch from Denmark.
Think if the B-52s were raised on a steady diet of Eddie Cochran, Chuck
Berry, and Carl Perkins. Make it to where Fred isn't allowed to sing,
and the girls can wail to their hearts' content. You've got a pretty
good idea of what HorrorPops sound like.
What makes Hell, Yeah! stand
out is the fact there's little things that
just catch your ear as you listen and go, "wow... um, yeeeeeaaaaaah."
The guitar noodling in the background of "Drama Queen" isn't very high
in the mix, but noticing it just makes the song so much cooler. The
honkey-tonk hiccup Patricia gets in her voice during the chorus of
"Kool Flattop" makes it to where you're fucking certain that she's
singing it about some boy she knows.
Just go out and buy the fucking album. Hellcat needs to promote the
hell out of this record so I can hear "Psychobitches Outta Hell"
pumping out its grindhouse dirtiness on my radio instead of Jet's "Are
You Gonna Be My Girl?" for the umpteenth time. It's rock and roll,
boogie-woogie, psychobilly freakout music that deserves your attention.