The search is over. Boys and girls, meet Clique, "the youngest pop group in the history of music." Citation needed, as they say at Wikipedia, but at ages 10, 11 and 12, Ariel Moore and sisters Destinee and Paris Monroe are certainly precocious. After a few minutes on their MySpace I'm officially ready to declare them the Next Huckapoo. No shit, they are that good.
I know you don't believe me, but consider the evidence.
1. They have a song called Worth the Wait, which is only, like, the most awesomely creepy/sexy title possible for a song by pre-teen pop tarts. But more importantly: go listen to it. It genuinely rocks. While you're there, listen to The Girl Who Rules the World. Now tell me these girls don't have It.
2. Their names are Paris, Ariel and Desineeee (I know how to spell it, I just don't know when to stop!). As far as I can tell, these are the names their parents gave them, but if not, they were most likely the gift of...
3. This guy. Yep, that's their Svengali, who goes by the absolutely perfect name of Sal Dupree. No offense to Brian Lukow, but if you want to build an empire by exploiting little girls, I think you have to be a Sal Dupree. In fairness, I know nothing about the man, other than his name and what he looks like, which is probably enough. Oh, and he's got a whole harem of acts, none of whom are quite as awesome as Clique, but feast your eyes and ears on Elizabeth, Alexis, Stevi, Brandy, Bianca, Brittany, and Nikki. I'm beginning to think Sal did give the Clique girls their names.
Wait, here's the whiff of scandal you were looking for: "Something bad happened between Tiffany and Sal Dupree and she was no longer associated with him or his company..." Something bad? Please let it involve adult sophisticated magazines.
4. They're Jersey girls, so nothing else matters in the whole wide world, right?
5. They've already been fugged.
6. I can't prove anything, but I'm getting a Christian vibe. Maybe that's just God's way of telling me to stop this blog nonsense and get back to work on the book.
That's all I know about them now. Anything you can fill in, Dave?
More, much more, as these girls this story develops. Meanwhile, big thanks to J for the life-changing tip. After the jump, more photos.
Nothing says, "We're in a band" like a tour bus and a water bottle!
We could so kick Huckapoo's ass.
Well if you're sure it's not sleazy, Mr. Dupree.
