a sad thing that came to life by the the mass-marketing of emo music. attend to an emo concert and you will think the person standing in front of you is the twin of the one behind you - or next to you - or behind that one...

distinct features:
-baggy pants
-tight shirts (preferably black, band shirts, indie motivs or just thrift store)
-chucks or vans
-black greasy mop-top hair, covers at least one eye
-silver jewellery
-black glasses
-at least one piercing/tattoo (if mommy allowed)
-dance style: "congestion" or "headache"

the emoclone is the epitomee of individual style gone commercial