With names like Faris Rotter, song titles like "Sheena is a Parasite" and a wardrobe worthy of a Tim Burton film, The Horrors seem perfectly poised to emulate the cool camp of The Cramps. Don't confuse them for a cheap clone, though—they opt for jagged, organ-inflected garage rock instead of The Cramp's more bluesy approach, and frontman Rotter's hoarse histrionics are a far cry from Lux Interior's gothic Elvis impersonation. The biggest difference thus far, unfortunately, is in their body of work; at a mere twelve minutes, The Horrors first EP is over almost as soon as it has begun. One can only hope its sequels are more substantial. Buy It