Monday, 29 November 2010
Analysis of magazine advert
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Final Edit Music Video
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Friday 12th november
Friday, 12 November 2010
Shooting Schedule
Date & Time | Location | Shots needed |
Saturday 16th October | Outside the drama department building | The entire 1st draft of the music video. Mid to close up shots of Kojo rapping into the camera. |
Saturday 23rd October | Under a railway bridge littered with graffiti (Shadwell) | Photographs to be used as magazine adverts etc. |
Monday 1st November | Under the railway bridge littered with graffiti (Shadwell) | Range of shots, mid, close and long shots(for projection). |
Thursday 4th November | School theatre(Bishop Challoner) | Range of shots, mid, close up and long shots of Kojo rapping whilst images are being projected onto him. |
Evauation of planning
The song we will be using is of the Hip Hop genre and so we decided to make a video that suited the characteristics of the genre but with changes as well.
"Let these stars hit you till you fall and lose your balance like the "Roc boy"
We have decided our actor will hold his hands up over his left eye in the shape of a diamond to represent the Rocafella recording label. This is to create a direct intertextual reference for fans of Hip Hop to enjoy and recognise instantly.
Many Hip Hop videos focus largely on the performer and not the performance and so we will try to do this as well, although we have not neglected the performance.
Our actor will also have three costume changes for each verse, each one hopefully symbolising what the artist is trying to convey through his lyrics whilst also keeping our own twist on the video concept.
As the video progresses we hope to show that our performer is conscious about his image as he changes costume three times in order to stay looking "fresh" and on trend.
We will also have a projector that we will use to place certain images on top of our actor to use as a form of props for example when QuEST says
"Worldwide the scriptures get me spotted on the atlas"
We plan to place a globe on to the actor with an arrow pointed to a certain part of the world in order to symbolise the performer having his place in the world.
As the beat changes in the song we we cut the video to match for example when the chorus plays we will show a kaleidoscope to go with the chilled music during the chorus and hopefully not to confuse the viewer by showing fast paced camera work whilst the music is very slow paced at the time.
We will use plenty of close up shots to get the viewers accustomed to the artist and also to work with the conventions of the Hip Hop genre's music videos as the artists tend to try to show themselves off in their videos.
Our video's main hook will be that our actor will be performing in front of a projector so that a video is playing on top of him and so the viewer will have two different things to watch.
We also plan to reference such Hip Hop videos as "Brooklyn Girls" by Charles Hamilton, in this video Charles Hamilton is seen wearing Monster Beat headphones by Dr. Dre throughout and we plan to do the same thing in our video.
Props & Locations
Props - monopoly money
- Children’s dolls (Barbie & ken)
In the end we chose not to use these props as we believed they were irrelevant to the theme of the video and in some way over emphasized on the nostalgic feel which the video provides.
Locations - School theatre
- Urban setting littered with graffiti found under a railway bridge
- Basement in a theatre in Shoreditch, clips used during chorus’
Friday 12th november
Thursday, 11 November 2010
Monday 8th November to Thursday 11th November
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Photographs from shoot 1
These are the pictures which were taken at the first drafted of the music video, at the original settings before we changed to the theatre and graffiti wall. This photoshoot was conducted by Zack and Craig, but the reason I have chosen to showcase them on this blog is to show the developmentr of the star image of the artist 'QuESt'.
QuEST -Samba Thelonious Lyrics
Lets get this money
Ayyy
Q and thelonious (uh uh)
We owning this (uh)
Like you aint knowing this!
So let these stars hit you
Till you fall and lose your balance
Like the roc boy ,mmmm
I open up my mouth
And come out fresher
Than an altoy
That rap shit
Giant pain and silence
Kill that wack sh*t
That 20 pounds of composition
Books up on your mac sh*t
World wide the scriptures
Get me spotted on the atlas
Banging beats
And placing minor competitions in a casket
Dodging traffic, please
You couldn’t hang a rope on oak trees
Reasons why I keep my standards
Higher than a nose bleed,
Higher than a hippy in the 60’s,
Smoking dope weed,
Higher than a Sixer,
Calvin Mercer and his colleagues,
Higher then Pacino sniffin' soda
Watching Low Bleed,
Admire verbal essence as I proceed,
Please just let me breathe.
Hello my ladies, Hello my fellas
Lets get this money
Ayyy
Q and thelonious (uh uh)
We owning this (uh)
Like you aint knowing this!
Im tryna get that Irv Gotti money
Back when rule was sporting head bands,
And dudes shouted murder like they slipped
And see a dead man,
Guess I gotta walk through muddy waters like I’m Red Man
Tryna keep my balance like a headstand,
Come up out that swamp without a stain obtain my land and chuck a deuce up,
Running into strangers who convinced themselves they knew us,
Interviewers interview us,
Staring at the reporters,
Like we basic and oblivious
To shit they try and throw us,
And we laugh,
Chuckles to the mattress with the knife cuts,
Glancing at the models with the nice buts,
Who like us,
Precise cus’,
Fade into the 97’ escort,
Word to my barber,
Cut the check though,
Please just let me breathe.
Hello my ladies, Hello my fellas
Lets get this money
Ayyy
Q and thelonious (uh uh)
We owning this (eh)
Like you aint knowing this!
Time is of the essence
So I always count my blessings
More than mishaps,Rappers still complaining out whats wack inside
Their chit chat,
Acting how a b*tch acts,
Makes me wanna quit rap,
Like Christian Ward did,When Maino hit him with that bitch slap,
Clown face crying through the smiles I tend to force now,
Hoping I don’t run into the act of being brought down,
Notoriety has got me questioning my self worth,
Guess I’m in the state ere all my thoughts are drawn from hell first,
But,
Lessons of living got driven like the artist acts,
Keep a steady hand,
When facing drama,
Calling all the shots,
Homie its hard as rock,
Rolling on a honest block,
Hoping that them liars never breed,
Please just let me breathe.