The Hawsker Mad Bull

Welcome to our Duran Duran inspired recipes!

Inspiration: Danse Macabre

If the Danse Macabre title track sounds like it was summoned from the haunted depths of the North Sea, you’re not wrong. That ominous blast anchoring the beat? It’s the legendary foghorn known as the Hawsker Mad Bull, a now-retired beast of British maritime defense with trumpets the size of sea monsters. Naturally, Simon Le Bon loved it. He dug through BBC archives to resurrect its eerie HARRNK for the track—and now we’ve resurrected it again, this time as a dangerously caffeinated cocktail.

This high-voltage drink doesn’t just haunt, it hits. Whether you’re jumpin’ in the dead pool or just vibing in your AC Cobra, its your official invitation to get dirty up on the Danse Macabre.

Instructions:

1. (Optional) Rim a tall glass with black sugar.
2. Fill the glass with ice and pour in grenadine.
3. In a cocktail shaker filled with ice, add vodka and tequila. Shake for 10 seconds.
4. Gently pour the shaken spirits over the grenadine for a layered effect.
5. Top with Red Bull ORGANICS Black Orange.
6. Garnish with a skewered cherry

Need a Duran Duran themed Halloween costume? Check out our top picks here.

Recipe © DuranDuranies.com

Danse Macbre Lyrics

Halloween girl seize the fray
Brothers and sisters, lead the way
Shackled to the rhythm, your soul is weighed
So you better get down on your knees and pray

Comin’ up for The Hawsker Mad Bull
Jumpin’ on the hot seat, lyin’ in the dead pool
Delivery quake, expensive mistake
The damage, the damage, the damage, the damage

Hey, no way
Some ghost jive in an AC Cobra
Auto-da-fé
Get dirty up on the Danse Macabre

Hey, no way
I had you down for the cat’s pyjamas
Auto-da-fé
Get dirty up on the Danse Macabre

If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine

Heaven sake, don’t blow your karma
Liberate your Danse Macabre

Zombie in the back room, nuns in the bed
Kids in KISS makeup, toasting the bread
An Elvis’ moans a lone Natty Dread
With death in the living room, offering a head

Are you watching? Are you watching?
Collars and chains and cuffs are matching
Kami-kaze stag-do, twist and shout
At Sudan Archives on a girls’ night out

Hey, no way
Some ghost jive in an AC Cobra
Auto-da-fé
Get dirty up on the Danse Macabre

Hey, no way
I had you down for the cat’s pyjamas
Auto-da-fé
Get dirty up on the Danse Macabre

If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine

If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine

if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine
(Liberate your Danse Macabre) if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine

if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind diggin’ down the gold mine
(Liberate your Danse Macabre) if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind
If you don’t mind

Songwriters: John Taylor / Simon Le Bon / Nick Rhodes / Roger Taylor / Benjamin Hudson Mcildowie