Dime Piece Feat. Snoop Dogg

SPEAKING OF BAD MUSIC VIDEOS....

Some Romanian girl had someone stupid enough to pay for this. And thank GOD Snoop is a sell-out these days and did a verse because that made this whole shoot worth it.

The same producer, Jesse (mentioned in the previous blog) kind of made it seem like he had "a hookup" with these low-rider cars and in reality had worked out a deal to pay these people... out of my very pathetic budget. He pulled me aside and said "don't tell the client or director how small your budget is, just keep it between us". And I'm realizing this is because they gave more than enough money and he's spending it in other ways.

SO, the director is this hip hop guy from Chicago. Very nice on the phone but acts too cool for school on set in front of his posse and the artist. But he hadn't gotten a script written yet so we had to meet about this while shooting the Snoop segment of the video.

I walk into the studio and the artist, Lilana is passed out on a sofa in the hallway and I hear a man saying "there is NO way she could have overdosed on weed. Just let her sleep it off". The whole studio smelled like weed and everyone is panicked that she won't wake up in time to shoot with Snoop. She never did, and we shot Snoop on green screen.

There was a very nice man in an interesting outfit. He was welcoming and insisted I have a drink while we shoot. It's almost offensive NOT to have one in that group apparently. This man, The Bishop (who I've learned later is a famous pimp) poured me a gin and orange juice (that was a first).



Bishop was the one who introduced me to Snoop, which is still one of the highlights of my life.



So back to the script (or lack thereof), the director hands it to me at 9pm (we're shooting at 10am the next morning). It calls for all kinds of crazy stuff that we don't have the money for. Things like a team of paparazzi. Cameras, flashes, equipment, just cost a lot more than people think.

So, sleazy producer Jesse says "just put an ad on craigslist". I told him he was insane. So, he had a couple photographer contacts for me to call and ask to come down as a favor. And shockingly, they did. Long story-short, the photographer's video camera was stolen and the producer refused to cover it. I threw a huge fit about it and will never work with them again.


Another disaster came up, the lowriders flipped out and walked off the set when they didn't get the money they were promised. The last scene included them so we wrapped early.