13.7.14

THE INBOXXX: "Five O" - Reese Chubbs

Welcome to The INBOXXX, a feature that hovers between peer review and ritual sacrifice. For today's installment we've tagged in DJ Multiple Sex Partners, live from Los Angeles, CA.



DJ Multiple Sex Partners: DUMP RECORDS?

Hump Jones: ...which stands for Do U Make Paper. No question mark. Still, it's kind of bluntly catchy for a label name. And as for "Reese Chubbs"...?

DJ MSP: ...yeah, that is a big fat win of a name. It's fun to say and it looks good on paper.

HJ: This video looks fucking great, though, props to Itchy House Films.

DJ MSP: Itchy House? These guys could just make up names all day if rap doesn't work out. Do U Make Paper Brand Consulting, LTD. I agree, Itchy House has some cinema chops, this is crisp.

HJ: That opening shot on the sidewalk right as Reese Chubbs starts yelling at us is great camerawork, looks like some big boom technique. This is definitely some movie-level production value, they did a lot of shooting for this.

DJ MSP: Love this dude's flow. Screaming, yet supremely laid-back. It's not really his flow, I guess, everyone is rapping like this in 2014 if they're not rapping like Mac Miller.

HJ: Yeah, Mystikal's Kids are winning everywhere, word to Stitches.

DJ MSP: Great boom work on this chase scene in the second verse, too. So many rap videos have the sheen, the slickness, of a professional film shoot, but you don't see this kind of technique. Itchy House is dope. Also, Reese Chubbs can run surprisingly fucking fast.

HJ: A video with a plot twist.

DJ MSP: Oh, I see, that wasn't Reese Chubbs at all. Man, I like saying Reese Chubbs. REESE CHUBBS WAS NOT RUNNING. REESE CHUBBS WAS ELSEWHERE.

HJ: Reese Chubbs was lamping in a luxury sedan watching this cop cold play himself.

DJ MSP: Man, you told me we were supposed to shit on people and all, but this was overall really good.

HJ: Well, we can shit on people, the option is there. I agree, though, this was a perfectly executed trap story.

DJ MSP: Well, motherfuck Joe Budden, then. There. I said it.

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