animation

voom

b your boy

made by trophywife productions

artwork by rebecca hart

voom

beautiful

day

made by trophywife productions

sets and marionettes by rebecca hart

the

brunettes

her hairagami set

made by trophywife productions

artwork, sets and marionettes by rebecca hart

side kick nick

something

in your eyes.

made by trophywife productions

claymation by rebecca hart

the Emily’s are the mutant musician creations of dr Katastrophia.

each band member was originally designed to be part of an army of toxic curiosities to help the doctor conquer the world. but these failed frankenstein’s monsters were instead put to use providing lab muzak while dr katastrophia went back to the drawing board.

the Emilys’ infectiously weird pop sound just might be the very thing dr K needs to establish his evil empire, but world domination is a far easier dream than trying to manage a band of freaky musicians running amok

the emily’s are an animated cartoon band, made of cut out paper puppets and sets created for nz band ‘the emily’s’ ( now ‘Superorganism’ )

now, let’s meet the band…

dr katastropha

spawned from a nuclear disaster, this baby ka-boomer was abandoned in a chernobyl forest, where he suckled on nuclear fallout, until he was rescued by an old evil babushka who raised him on a diet of mean vodka and revenge flavoured goulash. she also taught him to dress with a superiority complex and wanted him to conquer the world. in self imposed exile, his clumsy tendency to muck everything up seriously compromised his monstrously evil plotting and weirdo making. he can’t even manage to manage the Emily’s - his band of freaks on the run!

altamont

caught in a trap by yeti hunters, altamont was stolen and rescued by dr k who had it in mind to create his own fierce savage; one who would strike fear into the hearts of all who laid eyes on this beast.

Well, naturally, the doctor messed up and something must have diluted his toxic brew because a sweeter, gentler giant you have yet to meet.

altamont may be the ultimate peacenik, but make no mistake, this hairy biker legend lays down a mean bass line and could kick your ass with a pool cue!

shelley

made up of discarded doll parts once loved by little girls.

Shelley, with her big old heart was brought to life by the very cold hearted Dr Katastrophia in his science lab.

all too used to being picked up and put down in equal measure, she naturally goes looking for love in all the wrong places.

fickle and intense in love, this wide-eyed and adoringly naive doll is the perfect choice to sing the bittersweet pop songs of the Emily’s.

lex

lex was in a shitty band going nowhere, so he sold his soul to the devil, but it turned out to be downright impenetrable, even for satan, so he sold it to dr katastrophia who brought forth a creature from the deepest darkest part of his brain.

summoned from the posterior cingulate cortex, lex is an unholy enigma who worships the darkness with his axe. this is the creation dr k was most proud of, but, is now most fearful of. all anyone knows about lex, is that no-one knows anything about lex, and that is just the way he likes it!

the triffids

( the emily’s)

the two main ingredients dr k used to make this creature were the twin high school beauties who scorned and bullied him, mixed with the contents of a random meteorite.

this poisonous plant is continuously spawning bloodthirsty buds. these divas don’t thrive in the shade, they need the spotlight and plenty of care and attention. the conditions better be right! or these insatiable she-devils will sulk and give spite. treat them right, however, and their vocals will be lush and seductive.

and that rider better have some bone meal, blood and nitrogen in it!

shiner lost his head in a secret society shriner ritual. turns out that dr k spirited it away because he needed a creature who could give him an extra pair of hands in the lab - he gave shiner a dozen! but like most drummers he was uninterested in actual work, and only obsessed with working the sticks and skins, and this is where shiner fills and thrills. a true maverick will never be tamed, and despite many attempts to do just that, dr k gave up on the mischievous shiner a long time ago.

always spoiling for a fight, he is altogether just too much of a handful!