A pouty voice singing about surviving decay
“Huh! Breezeblocks… You think THAT’S clever,” sing the Geiger counters on the shelf, “wait until you hear OUR band. We’ve got that [b]Charlie XCX[/b] in, and she’s singing in a pouty voice about surviving decay, yeah? And we swoosh around doomily in the background. Throw in some melodious hiccups in the chorus and we’re off to [i]Top Of The Pops[/i]!” They were ever so sad when I told them the show had been cancelled.