Add It Up - Video Shoot 2

Saskia and Nico.


Back into the studio for another round of dressing up in our finery, this time with make-up to cover the dullness of our winter faces and the portliness of our Christmas bellies. Lara brought all her brushes and paints and sprays and a make-up shotgun (we clearly don't know much about make-up) and made us feel like natural beauties. Check her out here: https://www.facebook.com/makeupbylara?v=info

Hugh, our valiant director, came up with some great ideas and we spent the day hoarsing around the studio like hyperactive little fellas literally dancing to the beat of our own drums. There was a motion control camera, green screen, all kinds of fancy junk. The setting was Looking Glass Studio in Dublin where the great Nico and his daughter Saskia put manners on their camera rig and made it follow us around controlling it with what looked like a Commodore 64 computer. Maybe they were playing Commando or Jet Set Willy the whole time while the camera did its own thing. We don't know. Regardless, they were ultra professional and very nice and accommodating and made the whole experience a breeze.

Niall in Noho is editing everything and it looks great so far. It's all starwipes and jump cuts and he's swapped all out heads for the heads of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. That's what the green screen was for. He's placing us in Moore Street selling fruit and veg and international calling cards. Should be pretty hip. Then we appear as Dogtanian and the Three Muskethounds fighting the evil Cardinal Richelieu's henchmen on the Millennium Falcon, where Chewbacca's in a bubble bath shaving his legs. That bit's pretty gross but that's art. Anyway, the video will be a representation of our dreams, a visual journey to the outer reaches of our collective imagination. A treatise on the wonder of idiosyncratic expression and the magic of hair and make-up.

The song's not bad either.

It'll be out soon. We'll keep you posted.

Bye bye.

TC.

Add It Up - Video Shoot

Hugh O'Conor (Director)
Kiki Kieran soaking up the sun.

Philip
Johnny

We've shot some stuff for our new video "Add It Up." You can't tell from these photos but there will be amazing special effects and stunts and animals who weren't hurt in the process, but they will pole dance and fire automatic weapons. A donkey shooting a pink plastic UZI is a sight to behold. Hopefully all this great stuff won't end up on the cutting room floor cos we'd love for you to see it. It's up to our director Hugh. If he feels that pigs in pumps and miniskirts doing a striptease is a bit risky then we may have to just cut it out. We love art and pork but we don't want to offend anyone.

Anyway, it was a great day and we're excited to release the song. We hope everyone likes it as much as they liked I Won't Worry.

We shot parts of the video on the roof of an abandoned factory. It looks a bit grim. But with the help of the latest technology we're going to turn it into an animated underwater nightclub where a grown up NEMO drinks pints and eats scampi fries with his fish mates and hits on seahorses and jellyfish with hilarious results. We'll be the band playing in the venue, or something like that. Hugh wasn't really all that clear about it we just remember him saying it's a cross between Hollyoaks and Burdocks Fish'n'Chip shop. Anyway, don't worry, once it's spruced up in post it'll be cutting edge.

Should be out soon soon so keep an eye out.

Here's to a good start to 2012 for everyone.

We've got a big year ahead with new music out soon and new videos too. I Won't Worry is in people's heads, whether they like it or not, and we're going to follow that up with a doozy called Add It Up. We had some great gigs in 2011, namely at Electric Picnic and we can't wait for more people to hear us and watch us and join in with us.

We opened some Chinese Fortune Cookies at dinner the other day and this is what we got...

- "We are here to love each other, serve each other and uplift each other."

- "Demonstrate refinement in everything you do."

and..." Laughter is the shortest distance between two people."

Not sure what they mean but they're funny if you put the words "in bed" at the end of all of them. Yup.

So, a happy New Year to everyone.......in bed.

Your This Club.

Rebel Miss of the Month - August 2010

Mallory Pace August's Rebel Miss of the Month is a sophomore graphic design major from Oxford and a member of Kappa Delta sorority where she serves on the Kappa Delta public relations committee. She also participates in club volleyball and intramurals. Mallory is an honor roll student and volunteers her time with Habitat for Humanity and the College Hill Presbyterian Church. Mallory is wearing an Esley seersucker and silk dress in Navy with faux pearl studs. Her shoes are Sergio Zelcer platforms in pewter. She is adorned with a pearl necklace with crystal placements and a white sports watch with a jewel encrusted plate. Her red clutch is by J.J. Winters. Clothing and accessories provided by Indigo's, located at 265 North Lamar, Suite Q, in Oxford.

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Hoarsebox...Enjoying looking up from the bottom.

The Hoarsebox bandwagon poured into Oxford, Mississippi in drips and drabs and set up shop in The Links apartments, a safe haven from underage drinking, fried foods, mob rule, Gary Busey, unripe peaches and outlanders. The links boasts a wide variety of wondrous gifts, from a large swimming pool and a golf course to a wonderful woman known to everyone as “Debbie.” She manages the Links and drives a yellow mini Cooper and saw the Beatles perform live in the 60’s. She is the dog’s pyjamas and the cat’s bollox. There is everything an “altpop” band from Dublin could want in order to aid in their quest to finish what has become a yearlong attempt to complete a debut album of music for today’s generation. A gym, table tennis table, pool table, sauna, Jacuzzi, tennis court. There’s even two sunbeds, which is strange considering it’s a million billion Brazilian degrees outside with humidity that makes your nails sweat.  Anyway, Philip’s lovely lady he gets intimate with is here with their hilarious and brilliant little baby, Noah. Noah is 5 months old and smiles at everything and everyone. He giggles, wibbles, wobbles, drools and generally soaks up all the positive attention going. He’s a good boy who seems more comfortable with the transition to this part of the world than anyone else in the convoy.  The only criticism that could be attached to him is that he hasn’t really developed a very good tan in the 2 weeks  he’s been here but he should be given time to redeem himself.  Baby brown is the new blah. Work has gone ahead on more demos. Another bunch of tracks to tickle everyone fancy and wiggle everyone’s monkeys. The contenders have been narrowed down and everyone is happy. There’s “Jimmy Bop,” the opposite of a ballad. New Orleans drum core meets a crusty and manky tea towel that hasn’t been washed in two months. Honestly, that’s what it sounds like. “Pushy” is a tribute to going to the type of church where people are happy for a change. Where the preacher stirs the audience into a gloriously ecstatic rage and the gospel choir sings like the end is coming...the word “tits” might be in there somewhere too but might not make the final cut. It’s just not ironic enough for our kind of pop music. Next is “Help me.” It does exactly what it says on the tin. Begs for assistance...in getting down! Nice alternative pop song people will sing along to because it’s catchy like pink eye. Then comes “Top Drop,” a feisty throwback to the days when rappers were Snoop Doggy Dogg and producers were in their videos. We somehow entered a musical DeLorean and set the date to 1993 and took it from behind like a pooch. It’s fun and makes you want to get jiggly with it like Will.Smith.I.Am in Miami town where Cubans arrive on tires and fashion designers get gunned down in order for their gaffs to be turned into boutique hotels.  Finally and maybe not, we have “Perfect Army.” It needs work but it’s a nice piece of music. It wants to make people feel things; melancholy, sorrow, belonging, relief, joy and other stuff that nice music does. We’ll see how it goes. It may end up being a tribute to the cosine tables or 6 flags amusement park or even the way your wee smells like asparagus after you eat asparagus. Time will tell. We sleep, try to eat things that haven’t been deep fried in gasoline and go to the studio to make history for the future. That’s it. Demo time is over. Tracking starts in the morning. See you soon.

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Mr. Sippy - Chronicles of Hoarsebox 2 (Week 1)

Got one of the first transatlantic flights out of Ireland after the volcano blah. It was nice. They had waiters and waitresses who brought you drinks and a choice of pasta or chicken and there were movie screens showing queen Victoria in a film about the queen...Victoria I think. I don't know if she was as pretty as Emily Blunt but if she was then DEADLY! And there were toilets with toilet paper, paper towels AND napkins and running water, which is amazing seeing as you're flying so high. Went to Fredricksburg, Virginia to do a gig at the University of Mary Washington. She was George's ma and was probably partly responsible for him being a bit of a rebel an all. She obviously never told him NO! It was an outdoor student festival type thing and the students liked us and we put in a workmanlike effort in the sunshine. Max and Philip had a fight in the inflatable jousting ring. Round one went to Max for his cheeky stick to the face a split second after the ref had called the commencement of the joust. Phil flew from his post and his cushioned landing was met with cheers from the Max camp, which consisted of two girls dressed as Telly Tubbies. Round 2 lasted an eternity in comparison to the first, (maybe 5 seconds) with both fighters trading bouncy blows before Philip delivered a telling dig and sent Max flailing to the inflated canvas. A gaggle of Asian Americans punched the air in celebration and shouted encouraging words to their new hero Phil, who could now sense the balance of power shifting to his side. Both fighters climbed back on to their perches and held their weapons up. Eye to eye, strike for strike, the battle raged like when your internet doesn't work and you were happily checking facebook or something and then you can't and it's so annoying or whatever...anyway, they hit each other at the same time and both fell but Phil landed first, I suppose because he's a bit heavier than Max and Max won. Winning is cool. Had quesadillas and Coronas in Carlos O'Kelly's Mexican Cafe. Weird name, nice guacamole. Flew to Memphis and were met by our trusted driver and confidante, Brock "Brockodile Dundee" Hudson. Oxford is the same, just hotter. The lads had a few days to settle before starting work so they joined the University gym and started to get their summer bods ready for sexy season. Swimming, weights, sunbeds, detox and.....maybe more fried chicken and the occasional swim actually. Anyways, went to a party the other night with our thespian friends who put us up against the "Cheese Wall" and made us ham it up for their cameras. The Cheese Wall is where you can express all the things you are in any way you see fit. To say it's liberating is like saying a duck's ass is water tight. We felt beautiful and the moment was ours to keep forever. Wrote 3 new songs yesterday and they're good. Maybe one day people will hear them and enjoy them and pay for us all to get DaVinci veneers and boob jobs on our faces and all that other cool rich person shit. Maybe we'll be able to afford to build a Cheese Wall the size of the Great Wall of China and people from all over the world will unite to light up the night with their happy posing and embarrassing dancing. Wars will end and pain and hunger done away with and happiness will reign supreme.....and we'll have boobs on our faces. Boobs are cool. There's a lightening storm. We're inside, comfy and content and hungover. We'll sleep now. Good night.

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Thanks to everyone who came see us playing during our mini Irish Tour!! We will see you soon so keep an eye on our updates!

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