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Friday, 13 April 2012
Thursday, 5 April 2012
GIG POSTER
Also I just realised that we havent posted this video on the BLOUG yet, here it is, directed by G James Mam starring Joshua Stringer, oh yer, and its HD, so?
xxEFF
Tuesday, 3 April 2012
DOF DRIVING BASED FILM TRAILER
We've received a few emails about the progress of INNOVATORS: Explorations through a whirlwind of sound with Death Ohh Eff (working title) the feature film i mentioned back in THIS POST . Basically we have been having a few communication problems with Buck Fallstrom (previously Walther Triage) about the direction the film should go in.
In our most recent meeting Buck told us of a sudden change of heart and that he had decided to scrap the first edit he was working on in favour of "a kind of 80s pastiche, but like gritty miami type thing". I assumed he meant a GTA:Vice City flex, thought it sounded pretty cool and told him I knew a good vintage store. To which he laughed, rolled up the sleeves of his new padded jacket and said "the only thing vintage about you guys is your grasp of social networking".We laughed for a few minutes while he searched the floor for his toothpick that he refuses to work without (though I don't remember him ever having it before). Upon its recollection he proceeded to stub out his cigarette on his phone (using his prototype ashtray app) and played us the NEW trailer you see below. Rather than try and explain the concept myself I'll leave you with a little something Fallstrom wrote for his website.
"I have always been fascinated in the idea of driving. My earliest memory is being sat in the back of a Cadillac in Texas. Sniffing at the second hand smoke from my father's cigarette. Burning rubber and the sticky American sun. While I twisted my trademark toothpick in my hairless hands I remember the road stretching beneath us like a metaphor, bubbling under the heat like another kind of metaphor. This lifelong fascination has been my inspiration for my reluctant project with up and coming philistines Death Oh Eff. I have portrayed the band on the road, the ambiguous shared home that houses us all. We all drive, we are all drivers. But do any of us ever know truly where we are going? Are we anymore at home when we are in our homes than when we are in motion? The answer to this rhetorical question is no. This is the concept behind the idea of this trailer.
ENJOY. Well, as much as you can enjoy a reminder of your own utter insignificance." #B-F 2012
While we were initially sceptical of this new direction having read Buck's rationale we all agree that the "idea of driving" is really fascinating stuff. Having said that, I'm not too happy about him not using one of our songs in the trailer and him refusing to tell me what inspired to do so or even where he came across the other song. Other than that our creative relationship with B-F continues to flourish, I think you should all keep an eye on him because he is the true Innovator here!
So next time you're driving, ask yourself: Am I driving? or am I being driven to drive?
I think I just blew my own mind there! this stuff is deep! anyway I'm going to spend the evening Googling "driving" and see if I find anything interesting.
GEORGEOHHEFFFVVVFROOM
p.s. we have a gig on the 13th of APRIL at The Amersham Arms in NEW X
In our most recent meeting Buck told us of a sudden change of heart and that he had decided to scrap the first edit he was working on in favour of "a kind of 80s pastiche, but like gritty miami type thing". I assumed he meant a GTA:Vice City flex, thought it sounded pretty cool and told him I knew a good vintage store. To which he laughed, rolled up the sleeves of his new padded jacket and said "the only thing vintage about you guys is your grasp of social networking".We laughed for a few minutes while he searched the floor for his toothpick that he refuses to work without (though I don't remember him ever having it before). Upon its recollection he proceeded to stub out his cigarette on his phone (using his prototype ashtray app) and played us the NEW trailer you see below. Rather than try and explain the concept myself I'll leave you with a little something Fallstrom wrote for his website.
"I have always been fascinated in the idea of driving. My earliest memory is being sat in the back of a Cadillac in Texas. Sniffing at the second hand smoke from my father's cigarette. Burning rubber and the sticky American sun. While I twisted my trademark toothpick in my hairless hands I remember the road stretching beneath us like a metaphor, bubbling under the heat like another kind of metaphor. This lifelong fascination has been my inspiration for my reluctant project with up and coming philistines Death Oh Eff. I have portrayed the band on the road, the ambiguous shared home that houses us all. We all drive, we are all drivers. But do any of us ever know truly where we are going? Are we anymore at home when we are in our homes than when we are in motion? The answer to this rhetorical question is no. This is the concept behind the idea of this trailer.
ENJOY. Well, as much as you can enjoy a reminder of your own utter insignificance." #B-F 2012
While we were initially sceptical of this new direction having read Buck's rationale we all agree that the "idea of driving" is really fascinating stuff. Having said that, I'm not too happy about him not using one of our songs in the trailer and him refusing to tell me what inspired to do so or even where he came across the other song. Other than that our creative relationship with B-F continues to flourish, I think you should all keep an eye on him because he is the true Innovator here!
So next time you're driving, ask yourself: Am I driving? or am I being driven to drive?
I think I just blew my own mind there! this stuff is deep! anyway I'm going to spend the evening Googling "driving" and see if I find anything interesting.
GEORGEOHHEFFFVVVFROOM
p.s. we have a gig on the 13th of APRIL at The Amersham Arms in NEW X
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
SONG BROWSE
Getting an honest opinion from any human is exceptionally difficult, we constantly lie and deceive each other on a daily basis (probably?) and tell people things like 'yes george you dont look ridiculous in that jumper and trou combo' whilst secretly knowing, that they look like a complete twat.
This has been a major problem with our attempts and getting feedback on our recent songs, as we are well aware that essentially human instinct deviates towards bullshitting each other, and with our attempts at being objective whilst in the studio we have come to the conclusion that we even go as far as to bullshit ourselves, but its fine because its what god intended, and he also provided us with an opportunity to break the cycle of treachery.
This opportunity comes in the shape of a boxer dog. We all know that boxer dogs are the most honest creatures created by god, the reason for their wrinkly face is a by product of their incessant use of facial expressions whilst in the DOG WOMB listening to us from inside. The result of this constant face pulling and thus 'opinion giving' means that once in the adolescent phase of their lives their expressions become relatively unreadable, due to over use, obviously.
Knowing that we are often graced with the presence of one of gods most honest creatures, but aware of the shortcomings of their face, we put two and two together and designed some eyebrows which would function to enhance the facial nuances of the dog, thus giving us an actual honest opinion on the new songs. the results were as follows...
JODEAIDSMAMX
This has been a major problem with our attempts and getting feedback on our recent songs, as we are well aware that essentially human instinct deviates towards bullshitting each other, and with our attempts at being objective whilst in the studio we have come to the conclusion that we even go as far as to bullshit ourselves, but its fine because its what god intended, and he also provided us with an opportunity to break the cycle of treachery.
This opportunity comes in the shape of a boxer dog. We all know that boxer dogs are the most honest creatures created by god, the reason for their wrinkly face is a by product of their incessant use of facial expressions whilst in the DOG WOMB listening to us from inside. The result of this constant face pulling and thus 'opinion giving' means that once in the adolescent phase of their lives their expressions become relatively unreadable, due to over use, obviously.
Knowing that we are often graced with the presence of one of gods most honest creatures, but aware of the shortcomings of their face, we put two and two together and designed some eyebrows which would function to enhance the facial nuances of the dog, thus giving us an actual honest opinion on the new songs. the results were as follows...
This one starts off quite well...
Im getting a bit bored now
oh im interested again now
im a bit bored again now
As you can see the results were invaluable to our progression as a band and our future song writing. Though Faith's heightened ability to give and honest opinion on something has put our future as a band into a state of mild uncertainty.
JODEAIDSMAMX
Sunday, 18 March 2012
DOF IN NEW SONGS SHOCKER
The past week like most others was a week defined by the events that occurred within it, from CLONY and KONY, to less hashtag friendly news of tragedys in Switzerland and Afghanistan. It thus comes as little surprise that the release of the new DEATHOHHEFF tracks were largely ignored by the mainstream media in favour of more glamorous stories like George Clooney getting arrested for mooning policemen. Or the evangelist wanker behind your last week's slacktivist themed Facebook newsfeed getting arrested for taking his message of God to the streets in a way that would make KONY himsen blush. Awful stuff, but we did against all odds get our moment in the sun.
We had decided that we wanted some exposure on our new recordings and have been discussing for a few weeks the best way to do this, we considered flyering outside Maison on a Friday night but I was advised against it by a friend who used to flyer outside the hot Stratford venue. He told me that one nippy Friday night in January a "tanned guy with burgundy trou and ambiguous tribal tattoos" (I think I know the one) snatched his stack of flyers and proceeded to tear them in two in a show of strength, he then took the remaining flyers and stuffed his crotch with them before strafing into the club in time for T.H.E. . We also considered some kind of poster campaign, even getting 1000 of the buggers printing before realising numerous flaws with our designs and ditching them all in the Thames. So the meetings with the DOF marketing department didn't go so well at all and we were just about to give up hope on all kinds of promotion UNTIL i remembered a little old friend of mine.
Ballston Bridgebeck and I made friends a few summers ago when I went on a short course in "Online First Aid" (basically a course on how to notify people of spelling mistakes they make on forums and how to appropriately chastise someone for submitting previously posted material) and became good pals. We bonded over our communal knowledge of the internet, I talked about trainers that I knew were going to come out and he told me about friends who would probably buy said trainers and which hats they would probably wear with them. It was a beautiful friendship, a friendship for the ages, a friendship that would never die. UNTIL it died after something terrible happened that I cant really talk about here until the 7th of April. Either way, Ballston owed me a favour.
I remembered Ballston emailing me a few months ago with several attachments for me and my attourney and among the small talk and innapropriate emoticons was the news that he was currently interning at NEWS INTERNATIONAL. Several sleepless nights lead me to email back "I HOPE YOU AND YOUR INTERNATIONAL LOVE BURN IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU DID" in a message that missed both the point and the oppurtunity. It was only a few weeks later when me and my intern (@SebastianSchwarzman) were poring over the previously mentioned attachments and I had a eureka moment. The next morning, after my head had cleared from the business Jagerbombs I asked Sebastian (he prefers Seb, the git) to email Ballston demanding the favour I was owed.
Said favour was for Ballston to get Sky News to cover our new song releases using his NEWS INTERNATIONAL contacts. He instantly replied saying he couldn't do it because he didn't have the authority and that it wasn't real news to which I casually reminded him of THE FAVOUR and the company he was working for. Ballston sheepishly agreed, I dread to think what he had to... Hmm, forget that, all I know is that he did it. Ballston came good, for the first time in his worthless little life he came through with the goods. DEATH OHH EFF were news.
And so at 3.45 AM on Thursday the 15th of March 2012, DEATH OHH EFF were news, though the story was short and seemed to focus primarily on the spurious rumours about our personal lives and private whatsApp messages ( it was Sky News after all) it was the promotion we needed. For that 7 and a half minutes we were the most important thing in the world, even if we were portrayed as belligerent animal bothering rip off merchants. We managed to snap this pic of the presenter looking overly concerned during the report.
Just remember, as lord Kanye says "Rule Number One: Don't believe anything you see on Television" "Or read on Bloggs". But yer, new songs are up, listen to them on the player at the top of the page (MORE COMING SOON, BUT YOU DINT HEAR IT FROM ME ;)).
GEORGEOHHOHHOHHINTERNATIONALNEWS
We had decided that we wanted some exposure on our new recordings and have been discussing for a few weeks the best way to do this, we considered flyering outside Maison on a Friday night but I was advised against it by a friend who used to flyer outside the hot Stratford venue. He told me that one nippy Friday night in January a "tanned guy with burgundy trou and ambiguous tribal tattoos" (I think I know the one) snatched his stack of flyers and proceeded to tear them in two in a show of strength, he then took the remaining flyers and stuffed his crotch with them before strafing into the club in time for T.H.E. . We also considered some kind of poster campaign, even getting 1000 of the buggers printing before realising numerous flaws with our designs and ditching them all in the Thames. So the meetings with the DOF marketing department didn't go so well at all and we were just about to give up hope on all kinds of promotion UNTIL i remembered a little old friend of mine.
Ballston Bridgebeck and I made friends a few summers ago when I went on a short course in "Online First Aid" (basically a course on how to notify people of spelling mistakes they make on forums and how to appropriately chastise someone for submitting previously posted material) and became good pals. We bonded over our communal knowledge of the internet, I talked about trainers that I knew were going to come out and he told me about friends who would probably buy said trainers and which hats they would probably wear with them. It was a beautiful friendship, a friendship for the ages, a friendship that would never die. UNTIL it died after something terrible happened that I cant really talk about here until the 7th of April. Either way, Ballston owed me a favour.
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| Said discarded poster. |
I remembered Ballston emailing me a few months ago with several attachments for me and my attourney and among the small talk and innapropriate emoticons was the news that he was currently interning at NEWS INTERNATIONAL. Several sleepless nights lead me to email back "I HOPE YOU AND YOUR INTERNATIONAL LOVE BURN IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU DID" in a message that missed both the point and the oppurtunity. It was only a few weeks later when me and my intern (@SebastianSchwarzman) were poring over the previously mentioned attachments and I had a eureka moment. The next morning, after my head had cleared from the business Jagerbombs I asked Sebastian (he prefers Seb, the git) to email Ballston demanding the favour I was owed.
Said favour was for Ballston to get Sky News to cover our new song releases using his NEWS INTERNATIONAL contacts. He instantly replied saying he couldn't do it because he didn't have the authority and that it wasn't real news to which I casually reminded him of THE FAVOUR and the company he was working for. Ballston sheepishly agreed, I dread to think what he had to... Hmm, forget that, all I know is that he did it. Ballston came good, for the first time in his worthless little life he came through with the goods. DEATH OHH EFF were news.
And so at 3.45 AM on Thursday the 15th of March 2012, DEATH OHH EFF were news, though the story was short and seemed to focus primarily on the spurious rumours about our personal lives and private whatsApp messages ( it was Sky News after all) it was the promotion we needed. For that 7 and a half minutes we were the most important thing in the world, even if we were portrayed as belligerent animal bothering rip off merchants. We managed to snap this pic of the presenter looking overly concerned during the report.
Just remember, as lord Kanye says "Rule Number One: Don't believe anything you see on Television" "Or read on Bloggs". But yer, new songs are up, listen to them on the player at the top of the page (MORE COMING SOON, BUT YOU DINT HEAR IT FROM ME ;)).
GEORGEOHHOHHOHHINTERNATIONALNEWS
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
SEN GOT MAIL
Over at the DOF HQ we are the proud owners of an email address: deathohfive@hotmail.co.uk, which we all agree is a fantastic way of keeping in touch with eachother, promoters and Mr and Mrs Bean Zongu our self appointed African financiers. Email, for those of you that don't know is an electronic mail system that sends words (and even pictures via an overly complicated attachment system) across the internet at high speeds. In my line of work (ie. lack of) i afford myself alot of time often up to 90% of a standard day to checking my emails, swapping between my personal account (mysen@msn.com) and the DOF account. Being so casual with our address as we are (its deathohfive@hotmail.co.uk by the way) does have its downside and I often find our inbox full of an eclectic range of bizarre emails.
For example somewhere on the line we must have subscribed to a newsfeed, who I will leave unnamed due to the damning condemnation that is to follow, that sends us bi-weekly updates on surely the least interesting topics they can conjure up. Actual topic headings we have recieved in the past 20 days (as they have not been banished from our joyous little junk bin) include;
"Get your music on Channel 5 TV in the UK" which is literally my least favourite of all the terrestrial channels and possibly the single worst home i can think of for our beloved tracks.
"Last Chance: Perform at the Hangout Music Festival 2012..." headlined by the red hot chilli peppers and with the name "Hangout" this screams (in a way only sheer mediocrity can be screamed) stale weed and flip-flops. This "festival" should be banished to the Junk Bin of life, if only to put it out of its misery.
And finally "Psychonavigation Mailout:..." I do not know at what point the Psychonavigation Mailout came into fruition, how on earth it slipped through the net into the supreme realms of web based newsletters and subsequently how our precious little email account became the target of this loathsome abhorrent concoction of words. This is the kind of email that does not admit defeat after its banishment to the Junk Bin, no it lurks there, seeping its obnoxious pointlessness into every crevice of your browser. Its profound worthlessness is so visceral that it has actually ruined every day that I have remembered its existence "Oh, this looks like an interesting combination of words... Psycho..Navi.. Ohh for fucks sake..". Never has a single email had such adverse effects on a humans existence, call it the straw that broke the camels back if you will, but JESUS, THE PSYCHONAVIGATION MAILOUT? WHAT THE EVEN??
I digress, we do also receive some useful email, for example to our band account, we get emails from a bank (Santander UK) that none of us are with, that has the grace to reiterate its status as an email within the subject line "[New Email Message] February 2012". From now on I will be treating anything in my inbox without this heading with extreme trepidation. Of course this is SPAM, but credit where its due, the masterminds behind this scheme know their stuff ie. the month it is, and what an email is, I almost feel like giving them my bank details ("I bestow unto you, one rinsed overdraft...") for their sheer audacity.
I digress again, what this whole post is really about, is the fantastic opportunities that do shlop into our inbox every so often, largely due to the outrageous success of this very blog. We have received a number of offers of product placement, most of which I happily oblige to and you suckers don't even notice. I've already slipped six subliminal Derren Brown style references to Monster Energy Drink within this post, so if you're craving a can of fizzy green piss, now you know why. But more recently we got an offer that simply couldn't be refused, NetBaseScreenCap12 emailed us asking us to advertise their product, at first i was skeptical as the tiny amount of effort it would take for me to do so did not quite equate to the tiny monetary gain i could gain from doing so. BUT THEN i tried the product and was amazed, not only does NetBaseScreenCap12 (NBSC12) build on the features of NetBaseScreenCap11 but it also adds great new capabilities such as being able to screenshot moving images and save them instantly to the folder of your choice. But don't listen to me, see the fantastic results below!
It is with the sad news seen above that I must unfortunately cut this blogpost short in order to take out another loan to help the beloved Zongu family, I don't know if anyone else knows about the oppressive Grubkarby regime in Zamibgeria but somethings got to be done. I guess for the moment, that something has got to be me.
Keep Psychonavigating erryone,
GEORGEOHHHZONGU
P.S. NEW SONGS SOON
For example somewhere on the line we must have subscribed to a newsfeed, who I will leave unnamed due to the damning condemnation that is to follow, that sends us bi-weekly updates on surely the least interesting topics they can conjure up. Actual topic headings we have recieved in the past 20 days (as they have not been banished from our joyous little junk bin) include;
"Get your music on Channel 5 TV in the UK" which is literally my least favourite of all the terrestrial channels and possibly the single worst home i can think of for our beloved tracks.
"Last Chance: Perform at the Hangout Music Festival 2012..." headlined by the red hot chilli peppers and with the name "Hangout" this screams (in a way only sheer mediocrity can be screamed) stale weed and flip-flops. This "festival" should be banished to the Junk Bin of life, if only to put it out of its misery.
And finally "Psychonavigation Mailout:..." I do not know at what point the Psychonavigation Mailout came into fruition, how on earth it slipped through the net into the supreme realms of web based newsletters and subsequently how our precious little email account became the target of this loathsome abhorrent concoction of words. This is the kind of email that does not admit defeat after its banishment to the Junk Bin, no it lurks there, seeping its obnoxious pointlessness into every crevice of your browser. Its profound worthlessness is so visceral that it has actually ruined every day that I have remembered its existence "Oh, this looks like an interesting combination of words... Psycho..Navi.. Ohh for fucks sake..". Never has a single email had such adverse effects on a humans existence, call it the straw that broke the camels back if you will, but JESUS, THE PSYCHONAVIGATION MAILOUT? WHAT THE EVEN??
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| On an unrelated note, i think this hoody is dead cool, what do you think? |
I digress, we do also receive some useful email, for example to our band account, we get emails from a bank (Santander UK) that none of us are with, that has the grace to reiterate its status as an email within the subject line "[New Email Message] February 2012". From now on I will be treating anything in my inbox without this heading with extreme trepidation. Of course this is SPAM, but credit where its due, the masterminds behind this scheme know their stuff ie. the month it is, and what an email is, I almost feel like giving them my bank details ("I bestow unto you, one rinsed overdraft...") for their sheer audacity.
I digress again, what this whole post is really about, is the fantastic opportunities that do shlop into our inbox every so often, largely due to the outrageous success of this very blog. We have received a number of offers of product placement, most of which I happily oblige to and you suckers don't even notice. I've already slipped six subliminal Derren Brown style references to Monster Energy Drink within this post, so if you're craving a can of fizzy green piss, now you know why. But more recently we got an offer that simply couldn't be refused, NetBaseScreenCap12 emailed us asking us to advertise their product, at first i was skeptical as the tiny amount of effort it would take for me to do so did not quite equate to the tiny monetary gain i could gain from doing so. BUT THEN i tried the product and was amazed, not only does NetBaseScreenCap12 (NBSC12) build on the features of NetBaseScreenCap11 but it also adds great new capabilities such as being able to screenshot moving images and save them instantly to the folder of your choice. But don't listen to me, see the fantastic results below!
It is with the sad news seen above that I must unfortunately cut this blogpost short in order to take out another loan to help the beloved Zongu family, I don't know if anyone else knows about the oppressive Grubkarby regime in Zamibgeria but somethings got to be done. I guess for the moment, that something has got to be me.
Keep Psychonavigating erryone,
GEORGEOHHHZONGU
P.S. NEW SONGS SOON
Friday, 24 February 2012
DEATH OHH EFF AND THE BOOK OF SECRETS
xxF
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