We are so psyched that a Brazilian blog, RocknBeats.com.br, posted the “Crocodile Skins” video. We wanted to know what they said so we used this thing to translate their post.

But we don’t remember filming Coop “poking” any “chap below.” They must have seen the director’s cut

ORIGINAL TEXT:
“Três caras estão fugindo da prisão, atravessando uma floresta e passando frio, quando do nada encontram um pajé muito louco que, além de dopá-los de um jeito bem estranho, resolve lhes enfiar “goela abaixo” uma mistura nada apetitosa.

O resultado é que além de chapados, eles começam a tocar muito bem guitarra, baixo e bateria, enquanto o pajé/vocalista continua seu ritual maluco entre as labaredas de uma fogueira e pinturas com tinta neon.

Esse é o clipe maluco e engraçado que o Spirit Animal fez para Crocodile Skins, faixa de seu debut Spiritia Animalia.

Vale a pena conferir!”

TRANSLATION:
“Three guys are fleeing from prison, passing through a forest and passing cold, when the nothing are a medicine man very crazy that, in addition to dopa them one way and strange, resolves them poking “chap below” a mixture nothing appetizing.

The result is that in addition to chapados, they begin to play very well guitar, bass and battery, while the medicine man/vocalist continues its ritual crazy between the flames of a campfire and paintings with paint neon.

This is the clip crazy and funny that the Spirit Animal made for Crocodile Skins, strip of his debut Spiritia Animalia.

It is worth giving!”

We agree. It IS worth giving.

Greatest emailer of all time, below.
Video that made me go see Zorch at SXSW last year, right here. They pull this shit off live, too.

******
To all people ever,

We are Ochzr. hey we are playing 20 shows for SXSW and every set will be different musically, spiritually, and sensually. Here is a link to the facebook event of all the shows ~~

ZORCH X ZORCH MESS

we are super ready… to eat copious amounts of SALAD!!!!! ahhh, I’m fucking swimming in saladdddd, ahhh, so much fucking salaaadddddddd, ahhhh!!!!!

also, we helped book over 200 bands across 9 parties for free diy events and you can find all that info/rsvp here

WWW.RAWASFUCK.COM/SXSW

after this we will sleeping 3 days straight and then getting back to finishing a record.

Here are the shows we’re playing and links to their perspective facebook pages for more info on each show. Follow us on facebook for info on the tba’s or the 2-3 more shows we will add in the next few days.

THURSDAY 3/8 – (10:15pm) 35 DENTON @ J AND J’S PIZZA W/DIAMOND AGE AND MEXICAN LIONS

FRIDAY 3/9 – (1am) ESCAPES @ CLUB 1808 (SET 1) W/BANGAAR, TOTAL UNICORN, FRESH MILLIONS, BEST FWENDS, BOYFRNDZ

SATURDAY 3/10 – (12am) ESCAPES @ CLUB 1808 (SET 2) W/WEIRD WEEDS, HOLY WAVE, COMA IN ALGIERS, SLUG BUG, PATAPHYSICS, KNIFIGHT, ZOLTARS, SOUR NOTES

SATURDAY 3/10 – (9pm) Y.EAST @ CHEER UP CHARLIES W/TOTAL UNICORN, PORNOHELMUT, BOTANY

SUNDAY 3/11 – (3pm) YBSB @ HEADHUNTERS W/SMOKEY EMERY, BEE VS. MOTH

SUNDAY 3/11 – (Midnight) CINEMA EAST SXSW PARTY @ CHEER UP CHARLIES W/SORNE, BOBBY JEALOUSY, AGENT RIBBONS, 100 FLOWERS

MONDAY 3/12 – DAYTIME – ESCAPES @ CLUB 1808 (LUNCHTIME IMPROV)

MONDAY 3/12 -(tba) VAGABOND COLLECTIVE SHOWCASE @ BEAUTY BAR

TUESDAY 3/13 – DAYTIME – ESCAPES @ CLUB 1808 (LUNCHTIME IMPROV)

TUESDAY 3/13 – (3PM) BIRDOG SXSW PARTY @ SKINNYS BALLROOM W/ AVA LUNA, DOLDRUMS, TINY VICTORIES

TUESDAY 3/13 – (10:30pm) ALL TAMARAS PARTYS @ CHEER UP CHARLIES W/DANIEL FRANCIS DOYLE, THE SOUR NOTES, AVA LUNA, DIKES OF HOLLAND, THE EASTERN SEA, FOLLOW THAT BIRD, LITTLE LO, SUN HOTEL, LOVE INKS, DANA FALCONBERRY

WEDNESDAY 3/14 – (!) SECRET ALLEYWAY SHOW. 6TH AND 35.

WEDNESDAY 3/14 – (8:30pm) SECOND HOUSE SLIP N’ SLIDE PARTY @ 1102 E. SECOND STREET W/EL TEN ELEVEN, CADDYWHOMPUS, DOLDRUMS, AVA LUNA, BOYFRNDZ, NETHERFRIENDS, ZECHS MARQUISE

THURDAY 3/15 – WHICHEVER PARKING LOT/HOUSE/ALLEYWAY/POOL/RETIRMENT COMMUNITY LOOKS MOST APPEALING

THURSDAY 3/15 – (tba) SXSWENDYS W/AVA LUNA, NETHERFRIENDS

FRIDAY 3/16 – (3) TERROREYES.TV DAY PARTY @ MUSICMAKERS W/DELICATE STEVE, HOORAY FOR EARTH, AU, DUSTIN WONG VS. DAN FRIEL VS HUBBLE, JANKA NABAY, B L A C K I E, GANGLIANS

FRIDAY 3/16 – (!) STOUH BY SMES SHOUT 2 @ 21ST ST OC-PO? W/NANDREW KW, NAD DACEON, PAMS AND ATLESAS, GIMERS, PUCTIREPANLE, JEPANTHER, LE NET EVELEN, UA

SATURDAY 3/17 – (3PM) FRIEND ISLAND @ PAPA TINOS W/BEAR IN HEAVEN, AU

SATURDAY 3/17 – (9pm) SXSW SHOWCASE (W/ VID KIDZ ON PROJECTIONS) @ THE LOFT W/TORCHE, MY EDUCATION

Hope to see every single person ever at every show or else none of you will get racist ponies with leprosy. Mmm… delicious collectivism.

Love,
Zsaacm
Zorch

We are hitting the road to Texas. And so is everyone else.

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The video shoot for our new single, “Crocodile Skins” (download at our Soundcloud or Bandcamp page), went down on Sunday, February 13th in upstate New York. This was, without a doubt, the smoothest music video production we’ve been a part of. Preparation was exciting and engaged; shoot day was fluid, on point and inspired.

But it was 22 degrees. And the entire shoot took place in the woods.

What I’m saying is, everyone was closer by the end of it all. And what I’m saying by closer is, several people were charged with holding blankets around me because I wasn’t wearing a shirt. Hence music video still #1. Coop in his snow-breathing, George Clinton-loving, Derelicte era Zoolander garb:

Below are a collection of photos from the “Crocodile Skins” music video. A couple are behind-the-scenes and a couple are stills lifted from the video itself. It’s almost done. Very almost. And will be out soon. Very soon.

Cal slays his guitar solo…

Paul as his blacklit self…

Yours truly, jumping over a campfire…

Ronen breathes out the freezing night air…

This is an actual photograph. An undoctored iPhone photograph. It looks like this because the camera couldn’t handle or capture the strobes and blacklights that were firing off.

Most people who know our band know we hold food in great esteem. Though we all know how to enjoy, if not look forward to, a piping hot Big Mac with sweet and sour on the road, at least two of us are what laymen would call “foodies.”

I, Coop, have some history in the kitchen, have made a DIY cooking show, Feed Your Head, and have thrown several large dinners.

Paul, our bass player, has traveled to Italy, Hungary and Spain to import wine for 100-year-old D.C. establishment, The Tabard Inn.

So, yeah. We know what’s up.

BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN WE APPROVE OF DRIVELING, PRETENTIOUS, FAKE-ME-OUT-IRON-CHEF-OBSESSED IDIOTS WHO WANT TO GIVE LIKING GOOD FOOD A BAD NAME BY BEING DICKS ABOUT IT.

The following “comment” was left on a blog post about cleaning casting iron pans. In an act of sheer laziness, I left a small cast iron dish soaking in water for two days. When I went to clean it, I found it had begun to rust. I figured there was a solution for this since cast iron is, like, Jesus old, so I did what any grown up in 2012 would do.

I Googled it.

And that’s where I found the perfect example of why “foodie” is the next “hipster” — i.e. the next perfectly reasonable demographic/community to be bastardized into becoming essentially synonymous with “culture bigot.”

Oh, God, “HaagenDazs.” Why don’t you treat your self-important, Saveur eReader-infused loser life like a good rump roast…and let it rest. Better yet, let it turn green until even your brand new, 75-year-old Senegalese pickling spice blend couldn’t preserve it. You’re the reason this baby looks stupid. You’re the reason this file name is unfair. You’re the reason people think this goof gets laid.

You, HaagenDazs, are the reason “foodie” is the next “hipster,” and we will never forgive you. We will never fucking forgive you. Because it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to only put salt and pepper on a good ribeye or cook salmon to medium rare. But it does take a whole lot of dickishness to make people feel like they have to be one to do those things.

Go to hell, HaagenDazs. You’re a foodie now. And that’s not tight anymore.

Our first show of 2012 was at the Mercury Lounge on February 1st. The openers, Rocky Business, were outstanding, tight, well-rehearsed, super accessible and genre-hopping.

The crowd for our set was great, very interactive, and even broke out into a game of imaginary jump rope during the encore, which was just us play “Ants!” for the second time. Sadly, there’s no jump rope footage in this little highlight reel (below). Shouts to Isabel Castro for capturing this quality phone cam footage.

We have all made horrible guesses before, probably in front of other people, but most likely not in front of a TV audience. We have also all probably said some real gnarly shit before, probably in front of other people, but most likely not in front of a TV audience. Now, thanks to the Internet, our never ending supply of vulgarity has seeped it’s way into the world of quiz shows.

Yes. You saw that right. This idiot just answered “donkey punch” (click to be grossed out) on Jeopardy.

Answer: The blow to the back of the neck is the blow named after this animal.

Correct question: What is rabbit?

Dude that millions of guys now think is a God’s answer: What is donkey?

This brilliant Moment in Dirty Answers on Game Shows History doesn’t quite match the all-time winner, though. It is more than urban legend. It is, simply, legend.

A woman was once asked on The Newlywed Game, “Where is the strangest location you have ever gotten the urge to make whoopee?”

Her answer? See for yourself…

By the time he leaves this earth, Dikembe Mutumbo’s obituary may unfortunately look like this:

World’s greatest shot blocker, wagger of finger, major player in the shady international gold game….

The Houston Chronicle recently reported that Mutombo was in New York in 2010 trying to interest a Houston oil executive in a $10 million deal to buy 1,045 pounds of gold from the mines of Eastern Congo, the heart of the mineral trade conflict.

Talk about boxing out.

The best part? Mutumbo said that his family had four tons of Congolese gold “just laying around.”

But like any African professional basketball player currency scheme, of which there have been exactly zero prior, the whole thing blew up like a land mine at a rival tribe’s wedding. A Congolese General ended up taking two bags of cash worth $6 million dollars and left all of the involved parties more screwed than a female journalist in Brazzaville.

I guess the recession has affected the shot blocking industry in ways economists could have never predicted. In 2011, Andrew Bogut led the NBA in blocks with a miserably low 2.58 blocks per game.

A bigger accomplishment than Mutombo’s 3,289 career blocked shots, however, is clearly the creation of the freshest shoes of the mid-90’s: the Adidas Mutumbo.

The Village Voice recently released its list of “The 100 Most Powerless New Yorkers” and while some of the stories touch on serious issues (and have royalty pissed off some readers), many have a cynical, comical take on life in the Big Apple. A few perceived highlights…

28. The graphic logo of the man on the bike in bike lanes

There are all kinds of stakeholders in the bike-lane wars: the Department of Transportation, bike riders, business owners, and self-identified “environmentalists” who get excessively NIMBYistic on the streets where they live. But what of the poor bike man? He has no say in what happens except to lie on the ground like a doormat and let people ride all over him.

69. Seafarers

Sailors and seafarers were once ubiquitous in the city, and even though just about everything you touch, use, and put on or in your body comes from a ship, seafarers have disappeared. Most are now foreign nationals, whose cargo container ships dock in places like Elizabeth, New Jersey. They primarily live at sea, and their ships unload so quickly, the sailors barely have time to go to a Jersey mall (let alone time to stroll through Manhattan like Gene Kelly and Frank Sinatra in On the Town). The few American seafarers who come into the city are between jobs. With few choices for transitional housing, they’d be near homeless, save for places like the Seafarers & International House.

82. The “worker” checking receipts at the door of the Park Slope Food Co-Op

Because they’re checking receipts of organic foods just purchased by pretentious foodies, the person checking receipts at the Park Slope Food Co-Op tends to have an air of superiority. But once you factor in that they’re not getting paid and that by replacing a paid worker, their liberal superiority is seriously misplaced, you get a sense of how truly pathetic they are.

Read the rest HERE.