On this episode of The In Studio Show, the crew is joined by chef and restauranteur Chintan Pandya. Chintan owns what many consider to be New York City’s best Indian restaurant
From an unbelievable lamb shank to a classic biryani, Action and the crew enjoyed a feast of champions
Directed by Joyner Lucas & Trevor Finney
Producer: Brendan Smith
DP: Michael Henaghan
Editors: Joyner Lucas, Trevor Finney
Colorist: Jared Rosenthal
Engineer: Leo Son
Production assistant: Kayle Olzer
AD/Lead PA: Jake Diamond
Steadicam: Larkin McLaughlin
1st A/C: Ben Ades
2nd A/C: Alex Cope
DIT: Lane Fernandez
Gaffer: Nate Airey
Key Grip: Andrew Alfonsi
Grip- Nick Pietroniro
Grip: Skylar Carr
Makeup Artist: Bianca Bentley
BTS: Andy Pollitt & Brendon Barsnetti
Directed and edited by C.T. Robert
Produced by Khari Johnson
Lyrics:
Yeah
Reading Sufi
Say “time is money”
Coining Rumi
Didn’t invent it
Just paid attention
And listened to what Umi said
Shine your light
Bags are bags no matter if they Tumi brand
Judgements on me
They wondering if I’m a eat the * fan
All because I choose to style in sneakers and some baggy pants
Used to make me aggy, wanna black out like the Aggie fans
I suffer from anxiety
Doctors probably tired of me
Tryna meditate to calm my heart
It’s racing like a ambulance
So I ain’t got no answers
You can believe what you choose
I’m tryna focus on sleeping at night
Without waking up panicking
Steph lost her father
I’m tryna be here for my friends and them
Mees lost her father
I’m tryna be here for my friends and them
Free my spirit
So I ain’t looking in the mirror seeing Candyman
Though I right hook, kick, push, fight through life like Ms. Hanigan
Either you Annie or you Annikan
You gon’ shine or fade to black as a result of all your damages
I learned life like bike rides, we gotta handle it
Visits with my Auntie my uncle ashes on the mantelpiece
Her tears never stop, it’s like the cycles on a rinse repeat
I’m cut from that cloth so everyday’s a mental cleaning spree
Navigating through this business tryna find some decency
But you only wonder if I eat * or like some * in me
You need to read Dick Gregory, * (yeah)
Okay, * * *
Ain’t gon let yall even trigger me huh, bam bam bam
Days I do I’m sure to bounce back though
Sham, Sham, Sham God forgive me when I fall short
Tryan stand stand stand tall
Uh, * * *
I aint gon let yall even trigger me, bam bam bam
Days I do I’m sure to bounce back tho
Sham, Sham, Sham God forgive me when I fall short
Tryna stand stand stand tall