Now I can hear you already -- "you write a metal blog, and your idea of decidedly British is The Smiths?!?!" To which I answer: why the fuck not? Variety is the spice of life and all that, and believe it or not, The Smiths have been a guilty pleasure of mine since I was in high school. Sure, it doesn't get much more emo than Morrisey, but the flip side of that coin is that Morrisey's the OG of wearing his heart on his musical sleeve, something that's not really verboten anymore even in metal.
So all of you saying the Beatles or the Stones or anybody like that would be a better choice of British tunage for partaking of the Cornetto trilogy can sod right off. I for one will be listening to "How Soon is Now?" and lamenting the fact that I'll (likely) never have the opportunity (misfortune?) to rescue my friends from a zombie apocalypse. Oh well. A guy can dream.