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Lineup - Aftershock. The number five holds a deep significance.
We have five senses. Five points adorn a star. Five represents man in theology. For the five members of Hollywood Undead—Johnny 3 Tears, J- Dog, Charlie Scene, Funny Man, and Danny—the digit perfectly encapsulates their fifth full- length offering—FIVE [Dove & Grenade Media/BMG].“We’re five brothers, and this is our fifth record,” affirms Johnny 3 Tears. Nothing gets to the essence of the music like this number does. Numerology has a lot of power. When we said Five, it just made sense.
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Welcome to the Deadspin 25, a college football poll that strives to be more democratic and less useless than every other preseason poll. Leading up to the college.
The fact that we could all agree on one word codifies who we are. It also nods back to ‘No. Moreover, it hints at this secret society of fans supporting us for the past decade.
The number is significant, and this is a significant moment for us.”It’s also a moment that the Los Angeles band has been working towards since the release of their RIAA platinum- certified 2. Swan Songs. Along the way, the group’s unmistakable and inebriating distillation of rock, hip- hop, industrial, and electronic incited the rise of a bona fide cult audience comprised of millions. For the uninitiated, think Trent Reznor producing Enter The Wu- Tang Clan – 3. Chambers in 2. 02. Quietly infecting the mainstream, their 2.
American Tragedy went gold and bowed at #4 on the Billboard Top 2. Notes From The Underground seized #2. In 2. 01. 5, Day of the Dead spawned another smash in the form of the title track, which amassed 2. Spotify streams and 1. You. Tube/VEVO views. Known for atomic live performances, the quintet regularly sells out shows around the world from Massachusetts and Miami to Moscow and Manchester.
They’ve toured alongside the likes of Avenged Sevenfold, Korn, and Stone Sour in addition to notching features from Billboard, Rolling Stone, Alternative Press, Revolver, and more. Hollywood Undead unfurl the next chapter of this saga.
For the first time, the band found itself free from the major label system. They launched their very own imprint Dove & Grenade Media and forged a strategic alliance with BMG. That independence became a cornerstone of the creative process behind Five.“This time around, we took matters into our own hands more as a band,” says J- Dog. We did more writing and producing ourselves. We were more hands- on than ever before. We realized that nobody knows our music better than we do.
When we made this record, we didn’t have to think as much. We could go with our hearts more. It’s a group effort. One or more members put their blood, sweat, tears, and soul into every song. We took the reins of our own destiny.”“We had complete creative control,” Johnny 3 Tears continues. BMG is a partner with us. We’re working together.
They saw our vision. It wasn’t about pandering to anyone or having to write a hit single. Because everything fell on our shoulders, we really held ourselves accountable. Also, now that we’re an indie band, we might finally get some of that hipster pussy.”…Time certainly hasn’t softened their sense of humor, nor their edge for that matter—only sharpened both.
Five bursts out of the gate with the opener and first single “California Dreaming.” Powered by neck- snapping guitars and fast and furious bars, the song cycles between guttural rapping and quick quips. Everything culminates on the choral chant “We never sleep, in California we’re dreaming.”“It dissects both sides of California,” J- Dog reveals. You’ve got the glitz, glamour, sun, and surf. Then, you’ve got the super fucked side of people not being able to afford rent, celebrities being assholes, and that fake façade. We wanted to do a heavy song with a Red Hot Chili Peppers- esque chorus. It’s an old school vibe explored in a new way.”Elsewhere, “We Own The Night” struts between stadium- size guitars and a visceral volley on the verses punctuated by lines like, “If you fuckers want to die, fucking with Undead is like committing suicide.”“It’s the quintessential Hollywood Undead song,” exclaims J- Dog.
It’s got that shit talking. There’s a fresh vibe with the organ though. We were inspired by Hans Zimmer’s use of it in Interstellar, so we added this cinematic element to the track.”The airy and ominous “Bad Moon” explores “a fascination with the occult and fucked up things people do at night,” while “Ghost Beach” represents another breakthrough as the first “HU song with all clean vocals.”“Your Life” closes Five with elegiac keys, jagged riffing, and an 8.
It’s your life. It’s do or die.”“We were shitfaced drinking in the rain under an awning on Wilcox Avenue in Hollywood at three in the morning,” recalls J- Dog.That’s how the chorus came about.”“It’s true,” smiles Johnny 3 Tears. Pack De 4 Brainwave Generators Of Houston . I love when ideas come about organically.
It’s personal, but it’s a statement for everyone. It might be cliché to say, but it needs to be repeated: You can’t waste your fucking time. It’s a self- affirmation. Every moment you waste worrying is a moment you could’ve been done something that might actually have consequence by the day you die.”Threading together this collage of metallic instrumentation, street corner poetry, and industrial haze, the group tapped the mixing talents of Dan Lancaster [Bring Me The Horizon] for all 1. Griffin Boice and Sean Gould behind the board. A decade on, the raw anger and passion that defined Hollywood Undead since day one is more dangerous than ever before.“A lot of guys who have been in bands a lot longer than we have say stupid shit like, ‘It’s just a paycheck at this point,’ but that is so not the case—we still eat, breathe, and live Hollywood Undead,” J- Dog leaves off. We still write music as if it’s our first record, and we have to prove ourselves every single time.
This is our whole world. We appreciate how far we’ve come. We appreciate that we’ve gotten to travel the world. We’re passionate about life, family, and shit we put our energy into.
We’ll forever be Hollywood Undead. It’ll always be ingrained in us. I think that’s why people connect to us. They know it’s genuine.”“Everything else in my life has come and gone at some point or another except for Hollywood Undead,” concludes Johnny 3 Tears. It’s much more than just a band. We had a fellowship long before we started writing music together.
I’m just so happy the people I get to write music with happen to be my best friends as well. It’s interesting because we’ve gone through so much in life together before Hollywood Undead. Going through this experience, it’s much more than the band to me.
I can’t imagine life without it. Long after we stop someday, it’s going to be something I look back on and appreciate. Our fans make us feel like we’re in the biggest group in the world.
How much they care about the music inspires us to never let them down. Five is for them.” – Rick Florino, July 2.
Why Your Team Sucks 2. Dallas Cowboys. Some people are fans of the Dallas Cowboys. But many, many more people are NOT fans of the Dallas Cowboys.
This 2. 01. 7 Deadspin NFL team preview is for those in the latter group. Read all the previews so far here. Your team: FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY FUCK JERRY. Fuck Jerry. And triple mega- fuck Chris Christie with a nacho cheese firehose. Your 2. 01. 6 record: LOL who gives a shit let’s just skip to the ending: Let’s see that again. And again. And again.
Fuck it, one more angle. Perfect. Jared caught the ball. No matter how rich and powerful Jerry Jones gets, I can always count on his team—America’s Moral Sewer—to turn into a clown show anytime they sniff the postseason.
And I can always count on their fans to be absolute scum who are always begging to be humiliated. They lie in wait until the team is good again and take the opportunity to maximize ALL of their insufferability, to remind you just why you despised the Cowboys to begin with. Then, like clockwork, comes the comeuppance, which they’re too stupid to ever see coming. Lose forever. Your coach: WHY’D YOU SPIKE THE BALL YOU STUPID PRINCETON FUCK? Never forget that the Jared Cook catch never could have happened without Jason Garrett ordering his QB to stop the clock on the previous drive.
He’ll never learn proper game management, and for that I’m grateful. He’s the best sleeper agent a Dallas hater could ever ask for. Your quarterback: Dak Prescott. Let me tell you what’s gonna happen to Dak Prescott this season, now that he’s the unquestioned starter and the Cowboys let Tony Romo dangle for three months before he finally decided to screw off and retire to the booth.
Any time Dak struggles—and he will—Dallas fans will IMMEDIATELY beg for Romo to come back. It’s a lock. These front- running dye jobs are never, ever happy with the QB they have. So if they see ANY trace of slippage from Dak, they will burp and fart and talk about DCs getting tape on him and how he was just a flash- in- the- pan fourth rounder. It’s coming. They shat all over Romo, and now they’re gonna shit on YOU, Dak.
The first three Dallas games are in primetime (by league rules, they must play in primetime 7. If he falters in any of them, Skippy Bayless is gonna run around naked with CAN DAK REALLY CARRY THIS TEAM ON HIS SHOULDERS? What’s new that sucks: LOL your running back got suspended. I’m gonna put all the arguments aside for and against Zeke Elliott getting a stern dose of the Ginger Hammer justice. That whole case is a goddamn mess and the NFL has already royally fucked it up, especially now that we know they ignored the recommendation of their own investigator in the case to NOT suspend Zeke.
Jerry was a bullying shitbag through the whole ordeal. Cowboys fans online have gone full Pepe on Zeke’s accuser. And outside of the case, Zeke just so happened to get himself in the middle of a bar fight and also pulled down a woman’s shirt and exposed her breast at a public parade. Not a lot of men to root for here. The NFLPA has already filed a restraining order on Zeke’s behalf (kinda ironic), Zeke is suing, and this whole thing only promises to get uglier and uglier, with the truth of the original incidents becoming less and less relevant. So what’s important to remember is that something bad happened with the Dallas Cowboys, and it will cast a pall over their entire season, and Jerry is apparently very upset about it, and that’s great. I wish Jerry was always as unhappy as he was the moment he got the news.
I hope Christie accidentally falls on him in the luxury box and suffocates him to death with hot dog farts. Elsewhere, one of the team’s wideouts had his dog kidnapped, and then was arrested for shoplifting in a breathtaking case of mistaken identity. Before his name was cleared, Dallas cut him, because they like to pretend to give a shit about character when it comes to fringe players. Jason Garrett was steamed his 1. After Lucky Whitehead was cleared, they used access merchants and anal lampreys like Albert Breer to smear his name and help cover for their titanic mistake.
I hope Whitehead sues them for eleventy billion dollars. In other news, it’s a given that any Dallas edge rusher will find a way to get himself suspended, so say goodbye to David Irving for the first month of the season. This defense is worthless without him. Half the secondary left. Their two best linebackers have one working ACL between them. So much potential regression.
You could hold a diving meet off my erection right now. BOINGGGGGGGGGG! What has always sucked: I was watching a preseason game and Al Michaels described Jason Witten as “Canton- bound” and you know what? No. Fuck that. Fuck Jason Witten.
You don’t get to go to the Hall of Fame by being the world’s longest- lasting, boringest safety outlet. He’s never caught more than 1.
TDs in a season. He’s gone over 1,0. Jason Witten blows. They should have replaced him years ago.
But they’ll still let him into the Hall of Fame because Jerry bought his way in and will probably buy Witten’s way in, too. That’s how the NFL works now. Regardless of his tiff with Goodell, Jerry is still the shadow commissioner of this league, and he has remade the whole venture in his image.
He engineered the existence of two shitty teams in LA. He runs stadium ops for teams that are not his own.
And he has already pioneered new ways to drain local coffers by opening luxury practice facilities. This is a greedy, tacky, corrupt league with no soul at its core. It doesn’t really matter if the Cowboys regress this season—and again, they will. Jerry will still be the kingfish, raking in his money and spending it with all the sensitivity of Marie Antoinette: This is the America you live in now. Not only do the bad guys win, they don’t even have to sneak around to do it. Everyone knows Jerry has a fixer (hmmm). Everyone knows Jerry is horny at all hours.
Everyone knows the NFL has a fucked- up relationship will local prosecutors in case players—or the league itself—get in a jam. It doesn’t matter. You live in an age of naked, unapologetic corruption.
No organization is a more fitting exemplar of this than the Dallas Cowboys and their tiresome, Real Housewives casting reject fans. After all, it’s not just Dallas players that are out here assaulting women.
They don’t deserve success. They don’t deserve happiness. They deserve to have a horse stomp on their throat. Terrance Williams still has no clue when to go out of bounds. Did you know? The biggest rapper the Dallas area has ever produced is Vanilla Ice. Also, as my colleague Dan Mc. Quade once noted, the Dallas Cowboys exist because founder Clint Murchison—who made his money by inheriting it from his old man, who made HIS money skirting oil regulations—bought the rights to “Hail To The Redskins” and then sold them back to Skins owner and avowed racist George Preston Marshall in a ransom exchange for his expansion vote.
This team was born out of shady dealings and will forever wallow in them. What might not suck: Yes yes yes the line is very good go fuck yourselves. HEAR IT FROM COWBOYS FANS! Tucker: Jesus Tapdancing Christ. Taylor: I’m a Cowboys fan that doesn’t live in Dallas.
I would rather tell my coworkers what kind of porn I watch than reveal that I am a Dallas Cowboys fan. Mattie: I suffer from an auto- immune disorder that manifests itself as intermittent chest and stomach pain. It kinda feels like when you really need to burp and your esophagus burns, only always and forever. When the pain gets really bad it can even cause a physical reaction where my airways swell up and I need to take a Xanax just be able to breathe.
The two things that make the pain much worse are eating the wrong food and intense stress. To cope, I’ve rapidly changed my diet and cut down on as many stressors as possible.
The one exception to this is watching the Dallas Cowboys. They say losing is painful, but for five years every horrible Cowboys disaster has directly led to my chest tensing up and horrible pain creeping through my body. The adrenaline of watching the game masks the problem while the game is happening, but as soon as the game ends and I realize we fucked it up again my body goes into agony.