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CODS LIVE IN CT 2008
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Tuberculosis Jones having trouble seeing out of his mask, unaware that he is walking off the stage and about to fall on his ass.
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MC Ripchord.
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Get on your knees and worship CODS. We will rock your fucking cocks off.
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Ninja Turtle Liberace: The lord of evil and the audio engineering society.
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What the hell is this, a freakin' glamour shot?
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Jun jun jun jun juuuuun, jun jun jun jun juuun juuuuuuuuuun.....
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"Do you wanna get nuts?"... absolutely cringing as fuck.
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Scary, spooky, dead satanic squirrels! Ooooooooooo!
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FUCK YES! A halfway descent CODS picture! But why does it have to be of this piece of shit?!
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ROCK SOLID PRESSURE INDUSTRY SHOWCASE IN FLORIDA (09/07)
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The miserable pricks themselves, CODS.
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Hating life and all those in it... It's CODS!
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Pancho..... scratching his asshole? REMEMBER: Always wipe one extra time!
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TJ & Omega, looking as thrilled as ever.
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Ladies and gentlemen, here he is, the most miserable dick you'll ever meet: Omega.
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NTL shredding... cheese.
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Tuberculosis Jones looking like a total fruitball.
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Pancho reminding the crowd not to eat Waffle House before getting on stage under the burning house lights.
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Tuberculosis Jones fucking up his bass lines, ruining the experience for the rest of the band.
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THE MAKING OF "THE POP CULTURE MASSACRE..."
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NTL (Raphael) going on and on while engineer Mark Alan Miller tries extremely hard to look interested at the Slaughterhouse Recording Studio.
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Turn down the suck knob please.
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NTL (Raphael) demonstrating to Ripchord (Foran) how he will tear his balls off if he doesn't start nailing the vocals for "President Pinocchio".
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Von Boc (Beeler) falling asleep while listening to "Prizefighter" for the 67th time.
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This is where the "K-Mart voice" came from on "Overpopulation Annihilation". Also, it was used several times being shoved up Mr. Furious' (Boehm) ass when he started his bitching and whining.
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Engineer Mark Alan Miller in deep thought, reminding himself that he is getting paid to do this.
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THE FLORIDA TRIP 2007
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One of the many lice-infested shitholes we stayed in. Next door the peaceful sounds of heroin use and prostitutes hard at work could be heard.
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Tuberculosis Jones and Omega doing their usual routine: Ignoring eachother.
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NTL got stuck driving about 75% of the time. 50% of that time he was absolutely regretting his decision to come along (as pictured above).
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No joke, there was only two seats in this van, the other two unlucky bastards had to sit in pool chairs in a 3' X 3' space. Let's just say that TJ and Omega shared a very special "unforgettable" moment together. The kind of moment that may haunt Omega for the rest of his life.
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Ripchord smoking his 28th cigarette of the day.
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No CD player, it was either this and the shit computer speakers or letting NTL control the radio and only stopping at songs that honestly made you question his sexuality.
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This picture would make a little more sense if he smoked. Not sure what the hell his deal was here. Cringing as fuck?
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Omega thinking very deeply about his next rude as fuck, deeply offensive comment that will surely bring the rest of the band's positivity as far down as possible.
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Snuff-fest?
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Read carefully, we wish we had before giving them our credit card info.
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FUCKING DICK.
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The van we rode in... before the ungodly smells of fart wars, chain smoking and spilled alcohol filled it's interior.
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HALLOWEEN 2006
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Adam Sloan from Kultur regretting his decision to come on stage with CODS.
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Pancho Ripchord as "Pigfuck".
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The dark, the evil, the suicidal, way too cool prick: Omega.
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Hell Gibsin, ex-guitarist.
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Hell Gibsin and Omega hiding from the world in their little corner of hate.
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That silly bastard NTL.
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Ripchord popping a few blood vessels.
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NTL and Ripchord.
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Mr. Furious as "Princess Boner".
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CODS LIVE IN OXFORD, MA 2006
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Adam Sloan of Kultur watches with the crowd as CODS performs.
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NTL, obviously very proud of himself as always.
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The CODS LSD Experiment featuring ex-bassist Von Boc.
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Ex-guitarist Sir Inge trying way too hard to look "metal".
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Ex-keyboardist Mr. Furious looking as busy as possible so Ripchord doesn't give him a speech after the show about how unrealistic his pretend playing looked.
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Creepy as sin.
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Always so angry... RE-LAX.
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Ninja Turtle Liberace and Mr. Furious.
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Pancho Ripchord.
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Ripchord takes a moment on stage to practice showing people how to wear their oxygen masks in preparation for his interview with U.S. Airways the next morning.
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The ultra sensitive dictator of CODS once again.
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Von Boc head banging like a lunatic... or staring very closely at his frets because he has no fucking clue what he's doing. You pick.
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Sir Inge... "Wait...What? What do ya mean?"
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The sarcastic, miserable, often times down-right mean, Mr. Furious.
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CODS 2006.
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Totally bodacious.
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The other sarcastic fuck, Von Boc, awake and aware. A rare occurence.
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NTL, rocking the 80's sitcom hair.
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MISC. BULLSHIT
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CODS... at a rave?
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Omega with Mario.
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CODS, in Long Island, NY.
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TFD = Total Fucking Dick.
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Omega, squeezing those cheeks extra tight, no tacos before a show!
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Boc Washington.
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Mona-Ripchord.
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Noodle aka Tuberculosis Jones at some shit-show.
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Here's what happened to Hell Gibsin after CODS. The movie flopped just like his career in the band.
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Words to live by, although in our case the lesson should have been to never trust Von Boc (who left the band a few months later).
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The debut of the short lived "CODS Life Lessons" ads.
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That classy asshole, Sack-Fuck, from "The Pop Culture Massacre..."
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