Hypothetical happenstance
What if Britney "Stab me" Spears decided to rework her genre? She could combine the "appeal" of Pop with the edge of Metal. This would entail dressing-up in bad-ass leather clothing, with pastel angel wings a la Victoria's Secret, and chanting (cutely, of course) stuff like "Glooooom. Dooooom. Gloomdoom-Gloomdoom. Killkillkillkill."
Pop-Metal. She'd call it Petal for short.
A prime example of the thoughts that occur to a caffeine-free Communist Monkey. I scare myself.