i can't wait just like you can't wait / until we're out past familiar gates / those seven words shook the life back in / so let's just run 'til we lose our breath.

dashboard confession part two: rappers make everything more complicated.





this is something i know a lot about. fortunately or unfortunately.

who would have thought this snapshot would have my week spinning on its axis. i won't explain why. it's a complicated element of this whole filmmaking shenanigan and i doubt my explanation would make much sense to y'all anyway.

music videos are the worst. trust this. and rappers have a way of really throwing absurdity into 6th gear.

they often come fully furnished with semi-crazy agents, entourages for miles, and riders so incredibly arrogant that peon production assistants have been known to spend entire days scouring a 3-state radius looking for flavors of candles that only exist in weird places like iceland.

i rearranged the truth and told the city of new york we were shooting a "commercial."

it's better for everyone and, well, what that really means is it's better for me.

and better for me is how i'm rolling this week.*



[*i'm not that selfish. it's better for absolutely everyone involved. and even those who are not involved.]




Location:it changes every 7 seconds.

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