Music...with SPOONS! And other objects! Someone remembers when Stomp was big!
"SQUEE!" Candi's so excited only certain breeds of dogs can hear her!
The hooves do be tingling! Right into the cocoa. Man, Cocoa really needs to learn to wash her hooves.
Everybody, stop your working! It's dance party time, now!
Pearla wants nothing to do with your cocoa! Rude.
What a...wide variety of dance moves that are on display, right here. And some of them are almost moving to the beat.
They shut off the electricity because they didn't think anyone was still living in this town, anymore.
...Or because no one's working at the local power plant. Everyone in town is here at this dance party.
But, none of you are even wet, yet. You don't NEED mane dryers right now. Who knew that was a necessity?
Finley is HERE for the zombie apocalypse! Anything to finally FEEL something!
Pearla NEEDS this party to keep going...for some reason.
Time to bust out the trusty, ol' timey crank-powered victrola!
Cocoa has chosen violence! The power's out, so the riot's in!
A "stomp and bash" sounds like something the police would be concerned about. If this town had police.
This music is GARBAGE! (...because of the garbage can lids, you see...)
Bailey passed her banjo, her bongos, and her bugle. She needs none of those. Only the majesty of the SPOONS can truly communicate her feelings!
...It's a good thing you're pretty Pearla. Because your musical talent is a bit lacking.
It's the sweat that really helps bring out the musical potential of the yoga mats.
That's right Finley, play the flamingo! Play it like your life depends on it! Squeeze it gently, but firmly! As the ancient masters taught you!
"Perfect! MAYBE!?" I like the enthusiasm!
This is what it looks like when a horse society breaks down. It's...not so different from how they act normally, I guess.
Rock me, Amadeus!
Okay, someone needs to edit these head-banging clips to different music. May I suggest "What is Love?".
Man, it must be a real pain to have to lug all this stuff to different locations over and over again. Eh...still beats work, I guess.
*Finley rocking the air guitar* This episode is just a goldmine for out-of-context gifs.
...Where did this crowd come from? Who are these horses? I guess that's how you know it's a imaginary sequence. No way are there this many horses living in this town.
I bet the town chiropractor got some good business, with all the sore necks those girls must have after all that head-banging they just did.
Way to go Cocoa. You broke the illusion. Now, get back to work.