February 21, 2008

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Horrorpops, Kiss Kiss Kill Kill
Hellcat Records, Feb. 5
Not to be too glum about things, but one positive that can emerge from legally binding marriage is worthwhile art driven by financial necessity. On their third Horrorpops album, Patricia Day and Kim Nekroman advance their psychobilly cause by allowing themselves to slip into the Bananarama/Adam and the Ants 1980s abyss that beckons when your drummer is doing a lot of rim-rolls. Patricia’s a funny chick, too, and not only because her stand-up bass is painted to look like a gothic torture device — one minute (“Disco”) she’s tooling on a friend who’s into ’80s metal (“5, 6, 7, 8, she wishes Bret Michaels was her date”) and in the very next song — the title track, no less — she’s adding the line “Kiss me deadly” to the lyric sheet. There’s such punky symmetry to all this it’s breathtaking, never mind when the band stops in mid-ska-scramble to sing “My fist in the middle of your face” to the tune of “Our house in the middle of our street.” A — E. W. S.