Score Massi is about to turn 18 years old. A pop-culture obsessed, pseudo-vegetarian, atheist, pyromaniac, trapped within a rural northern Californian town, he longs for escape to a city life of fame and fortune. He knows that he deserves nothing less. But when the underground parties that Score hosts start to spiral out of control his fame comes early. As does his collapse. Inspired by pop stars, fashion models, celebrities, Internet porn, social networking, reality TV, sex, drugs and vegan banana bread, the Pop Kids shine an arc light on modern nihilism.
David Paden Marchand, best known by his stage name Davey Havok, is the lead vocalist of the American rock band AFI, the electronic music band Blaqk Audio, and hardcore band XTRMST.
I'm assuming anyone who gives this book a five-star rating does not read very often.
The ability to critically analyse, as mentioned by previous reviewers, also extends to your ability to recognise that a book you're reading is littered with misspellings and poor grammar, which this one is. It would be difficult to convince anyone that this book had an editor.
The "Premiere" scenes, each of them given more pages than any character building, became monotonous and redundant, while scenes deserving of more page-time are ended abruptly and not further explored.
The claim that the author's intention was to be satirical or to provide "social commentary" would only make sense if readers could identify with any element or character within the story which, unfortunately, wouldn't be many (if any). To qualify as social commentary, one needs to ensure it affects "society," by definition. If perhaps a society of entitled, orgy-organising, self-nicknaming youth whose only concern in life is avoiding the embarrassment of not knowing the name of your favourite band's guitarist does exist, perhaps the attention of "social commentary" is the last thing the situation requires.
Repetitive mentioning of current day social networking, celebrities and/or branding does not a social commentary make, any more than "Rugrats" exploring the Pickles' backyard was social commentary on the toddlers of the nineties.
Furthermore, the misrepresentation of authentic male behaviour within online fan fiction has met it's match in Havok's representation of females in this work, which is in turns fanciful, uninformed and even border-line misogynistic, with the only female character not regularly identified by her body parts (or her relevance to the protagonist's libido) eventually revealed as deceitful in it's conclusion.
For anyone wondering, there is fan fiction available online that you could read with less grammatical errors, by authors brave enough to utilise proper anatomical terms and with characters that wont leave you detesting the word "joy." And they wont set you back $20.
It is like a cross between an autobiography and kiddie porn.
I don’t know if it is awkward because I am an adult fan that has no interest in reading about scene kids having sex, or if it’s just awkward in general.
Would I be wetting my pants over this if I was 14? Sadly there is no way to ever know.
It's not bad, the descriptions and endless name checking and product placement is reminiscent of American Psycho and it would appear Bret Easton Ellis is a clear influence.. There are far worse books out there, especially by first time authors (It could have been about sparkly scene kid vampires, after all).
And it must be said that it is a gem of marketing genius as it is clearly aimed at those ages 12-17 who fantasize about what it would be like to have sex with Havok. The parallels between Score and Davey are myriad, right down to a line about being Italian and eating cheese that is taken straight from an interview quote about Davey’s own mother.
I am not that far into it , but the one thing I found most disturbing was not the sex or imagining Davey write it, it was a line about the character’s brother committing suicide and how completely callous the character was about the event (which was actually a non event for him, made perfectly palatable by the fact that he was given lots of material possessions to take his mind off it).
Yes, I realize this is a character and a commentary on society, quite possibly on youth in general, but considering how many of his fans have been and still are suicidal and deal with those thoughts on a daily basis, the lip service paid to the topic seemed in incredibly bad taste.
It is sad to me b/c with the scope of his influence, the way he used to write lyrics back around the Black Sails and Art of Drowning days, he could have done something AMAZING. It’s basically like he took any Brett Easton Ellis book and ripped it off. Everything is name checked, everything has a popular brand name. And I get that it's supposed to be a commentary on all the fake people he’s ever met, but he could have done so much better than this.
He could have done a great, in depth, tell all about his life, something to give solace and inspiration to all those desperate kids out there who hang on his every word and then go home and starve and cut themselves but instead he puts enough in to make it very clear this is how he sees himself, but then puts in all this sex with no emotion and vacant mindset. I mean maybe he was fucking everything that moved when he was 15, but I really didn’t think that was as important of a story to tell as others could have been.
From the point of view of someone who is not only a 10 year veteran fan of his band, has the title PERFECT FIT tattooed across her chest, but holds degrees in English and teaching, the whole thing makes me squeamish.
I want to preface this review with the revelation that I’m a bit of a Davey Havok fanboy. Once I thought Davey could do no wrong but Pop Kids changed all that for me.
To cut it short, Pop Kids sucks. This is so obviously a vanity printing that no on even bothered to edit the book. Numerous misspellings and poor phrasing riddle the book. Some reviews I’ve read say the book is full of purple prose but that’s not true, the first half of the book is all purple, the rest of the book feels written in a dash probably to meet a publishing deadline.
Score Massi and all of the charters are poorly developed, incorrectly typecast youth cum walking hard-ons for all of the book. The back cover will have you believe this book “shine(s) an arc light on modern nihilism,” but the book mostly shines a light on poorly written smut.
I understand that this is supposed to be satirical and full of commentary on the children current pop culture is helping to raise. If the satirical nature wasn’t so obviously stated on the back cover this would be written off as a piece of pop culture trash in the lines of Stephanie Meyer and E.L. James
I could only hope that Davey writes another book despite the spotty reviews this book is sure to receive. I’m sure he has a good book in him, but this isn’t it.
First off, I love Davey Havok and AFI, which is pretty much the only reason I finished this book. Overall, I was very disappointed. It was not engaging, and it was honestly not all that interesting. It seemed like it tried to be overly hip and was primarily focused around sex and more sex.
If I ever met Davey Havok, I’d have to ask one thing: What’s the use of being superior to everyone who drinks alcohol and eats meat if you can’t map out a simple plot, punctuate a simple sentence, or intellectually unpack a single character in your own novel? This short review isn’t about the author, though, it’s about the book is just finished. It’s not good, that’s all. Pop Kids is not good at all. I'll still keep "Darling, I Want to Destroy You" on my running mix, to tell you the truth. That's a good song.
I'd follow Davey to the ends of the Earth, so it pains me that this was so awful. I get that none of the characters are supposed to be like able and that they are über pop cutler obsessed but the writing was most off putting. It tries to come off as witty and clever, but there is no flow to the story. He changed the characters names about a third into the book and overused words to death. This was so disappointing
I remember walking into Barnes and Noble on this book’s release day over ten years ago and seeing a stepladder display at the front of the store entirely filled with copies of Pop Kids. Drawn to the eye-catching hot pink cover, I excitedly grabbed myself a copy and checked out. Then I proceeded to put this book on my shelf and not touch it for a decade.
I have been a fan of AFI since middle school, and the band’s vocalist is the author of this book, which is the sole reason I wanted to read it. I enjoy a lot of the lyrics he has written for his songs, so I figured some of that writing skill would transfer to his novel.
I was wrong.
I think the main reason this book sat unread for so long is that the synopsis never sounded interesting to me. A bunch of teens doing unrelatable but stereotypical teenage things like having sex, stealing the car, skipping school, having sex, doing drugs, having big opinions, and did I mention having sex? The short amount of this book I read was truly repulsive and so over-the-top vulgar and sexual that I just could not continue. Included in that is the very uncomfortably misogynistic way he writes about females, as if they are made of only boobs and genitals and have no personality or depth.
This book is a big disappointment for sure, and not just because of the subject matter. Davey’s writing in his novel is not at all reminiscent of his profound lyrics I’m used to hearing, and I have a hard time believing the same person who wrote this book also wrote the band’s songs that I love.
My other major problem with this book is the highly apparent and egregious lack of any kind of editing whatsoever. If you are in a world-famous band and can afford to pay for your (self-published) book to be on a full stepladder display at the front of the biggest bookstore in the country, you can afford to hire an editor. It wasn’t just punctuation or formatting issues—of which there were many—but there were misspellings aplenty, word choice issues, redundant scenes and sentences, and many other problems on every single page that made focusing on the actual content of the story quite difficult (especially for an editor like myself who has a keen eye for the small details). Plus the many pop culture references felt very dated and have not aged well, adding a layer of cringe to my already poor reading experience.
This review is probably the harshest I’ve ever written, but Davey Havok will never see it, and honestly it’s in good company (unfortunately). I would not recommend this book at all and truly wish I could just forget everything I read of it. I’ve always been 100% honest in my reviews so I hate to say that, but it’s the truth. The only positive thing I can say about Pop Kids is that I genuinely like the cover. But that is sadly it, my friends.
If I could have given this negative stars, I would have. Davey Havok had a huge impact on my life in my younger years, and to this day I adore him as a lyricist. He should stick to that. Rarely do I not finish a book. I did not finish this piece of shit. It's the most contrived, arrogant, embarrassing attempt at a story I've ever read. Could this guy be more full of himself?! For shame, Davey. Go back to your superstar lifestyle and try to write some good music again.
Atrocious. If I could give it zero stars, I would. Couldn't even finish it. Davey Havok should be ashamed of himself, if he has shame anymore. Too bad I kept it over Amazon's refund limit, and that's really saying something since I've never had the urge to return a book in my life.
Absolutely atrocious. I am so sorry Davey: I've loved you for a long, long time but I can not believe this pure trash came out of you. It felt like I was reading pornography and the fact that the characters are in high school made that infinitely more creepy.
There is zero storyline, zero character development, zero redeeming qualities in the protagonist or any other character. The fact that Score calls his semen "joy" and dick his "producer" is revolting and impossible to get past.
I truly only finished this because in my love for Davey I preemptively bought both this and Love Fast, LA before realizing what garbage they'd both be.
Never again will I read the words "producer", "OJ", or "joy" without cringing so hard I give myself whiplash.
Two stars because the idea for the story - underground parties getting out of hand - was interesting (although the fact it turned into a bunch of 17 year olds having orgies was creepy, at best).
However, there wasn't really an ending or any consequences. It was just "here's some stuff that happens to some people. The end".
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
Davey should stop writing fiction and focus on his music more. This book is straight up disturbing, I'm surprised there are no allegation against him yet.
It pains me to give this one star. I thought about giving it two, but that would be an all out lie.
I have loved Davey since I started listening to AFI when I was fifteen years old. That's over half of my life.
Blaqk Audio is my favorite band.
So how could I possibly fathom giving this one star?
Easy... I read it.
I read it start to finish. Sure, it took a while, and honestly, there were times I just wanted to give up on it. But I felt like I had to push myself to complete this, because I wanted to give Davey every chance to somehow turn this around.
Alas, it didn't get any better.
This book was terrible. All of the characters were terrible (not exempt from this in the least is the main character). The plot was terrible. There is really nothing redeemable about this at all, except the picture in the ABOUT THE AUTHOR section.
Other things that peeved me on a personal level: + The editing. Spelling, punctuation, grammar. You can't tell me this man can't afford someone to proof this. Hell, throw any literate fan an autographed copy, and they'll do it. I know I would. (Davey, if you ever read this review, and a second book is in the works, I stand by this offer.)
+ A page didn't go by that did not name drop a brand. Hell, I think if you took out name brands, this book would be a good 25% shorter. I'm not sure if this is just to get the point across of how shallow the central character is, or if it's indicative of the author's priorities, but either way, it's overkill.
+ The vegan facts weren't even kept straight. Even a vegetarian can tell you Altoids and gummy bears are on the do not eat list.
I don't know what this book was really going for. I think it was a critique on young people trying too hard to be pop stars and the entire, sex, drugs, and rock&roll fame thing... but it seemed to be just another story of it rather than a critique on it. Admittedly, I skimmed after the first chapter or two because I just kind of hated it. Love Davey's music, and it's what inspired me to give it a try, but I have no interest in reading about teenagers trying to live like adults, critique or not. Just seemed weird to me, and I couldn't get into it at all. The writing seemed more like a first draft than a final book, but it was mostly the content I didn't like. Again, it was advertised as a critique on this culture by being purposefully over the top, but I don't like the culture, and I don't think it's admirable, and I don't think the CRITIQUE part of it was well done. There didn't seem to be any. Maybe the entire thing being so ...not enjoyable was the critique on the culture itself, who knows. I don't like it though, and I wouldn't recommend it. It's weird, and it looks more like fan fiction to me than a book. Sorry Davey, you missed the mark with this one. I'd recommend another read-don't waste your time. Upon reading the other reviews, I'm glad I skipped out early. Doesn't seem like it got any better.
I read this twice. (I often read books twice so that has nothing to do with me liking the book or not.) I have a difficult time with spelling errors. The distract me and make me angry at lack of editing. This books had it's share of misspelled words. I know these characters. I am/was friends with people just like them. Reading this book, I laughed many times and I rolled my eyes a lot. This is why I liked it. I think this book was be an EXCELLENT audiobook. I think more of the humor would shine as an audiobook.
I'm well aware of what Davey was trying to do, but this book is just awful. It's glorified fan fiction about himself that is littered with poor spelling.
Really, truly, tremendously, deliciously bad. The characters are heinous, though that does seem to be on purpose. The plot would have just barely filled a short story if every other chapter wasn't a teenage fever dream porno. I honestly respect it. Don't read it. It's genuinely quite funny.
I've been following Davey Havok's work since '96 and I always enter my first encounter with any new work he releases with trepidation. Pop Kids was no different and after the first 40 pages I wanted to stop reading. We know his unique lexicon and way with words from his songs but it seemed his novel writing was way too verbose. Some of the sentences seemed unbearable initially but he pulled back on his descriptions and the realism of the story took shape.
In the end, I was fascinated how all the details came together to portray these teenagers as completely flawed and dissolute. It is surprisingly quite funny and I was hooked once I got past the 50 page mark. I know he is planning a follow up so it will be interesting to see if any of the characters are 'saved.' Just as in real life, people get past certain negative traits in adolescence and have more meaningful pursuits in life so I'm wondering how these characters develop. Stella seems doomed. If I had to describe the premise of the book in one sentence it would be: "society is so twisted it can reward and revere people simply for doing unskilled, outrageous things that there are people who pursue fame just for the sake of being famous."
It is extremely sexual so I wouldn't recommend it to anyone under 21 but then again I am a bit of a prude.
Also, I find simple punctuation errors embarrassing in a published book and this book is loaded with them.
Legitimately the worst thing I’ve ever read. Even if I hold off from criticising the characters and plot (?) points, it’s painfully clear that nobody edited this. It’s absolutely chock full of spelling and grammar errors, and I don’t know how any book where the author managed to misspell things that take two seconds to google (Miley Sirus is a notable example) could be given 5 stars by anyone with any knowledge of the English language. Checking basic spelling and grammar is the very least thing I expect in a book anyone’s selling to the public, even when the story itself is complete garbage.
Extremely disturbing and offensive…. definitely not for people with special needs. People with special needs should not be reading any books that contain hardcore X-rated stuff which includes hardcore fooling-around and all that other garbage. People with special needs should not be reading books that contain misspelled words nor have a very crappy spelling grammar and a very crappy storyline.
Being a Davey Havok, and AFI fan, I had high hopes for this book. This book is just name brand dropping and teenagers having sex. Not even the characters have anything deep or interesting about them. I got nothing out of this book. I failed to see what he was trying to do. Disappointing.
The character were a bit empty and horny all the time, but I think it was the intention so... It did the job, I guess. Loved the Interactions with the cat, Eddie, and the book graphic design. That's a 10/10.