Originally from New Zealand but based in Sydney for a long time, PICK is the guest for this episode
Name: PICK
Crew: RLC, TWC
Crew: US, SCI, NRL
Painting since: 1998
Favourite MTN product: Hardcore and Megas are the ticket
Favourite Surface: No favourites, no discrimination
Personal motivation: Just staying consistent and keep chipping away at it
Creative Director + Executive Producer: Cole Bennett
Co-Executive Producer: Jake Millan
Head of Production: Krista Worby
Director of Photography: Dima Shorin
1st AD: Ricky Dula
Post Supervisor: Joseph Rocha
Production Designer: Cody Fusina
Color Grade by Vinicius Nali
VFX Supervisor: Ryan Dylan Selkirk
VFX by Side-Eye
Paper Animation: Goood Dylan
Collage: Galzxy
Titles: Daniel Keough
Production Manager: Kateland Cornine
2nd AD: Juan Garcia Quintero
1st AC: Mike Justin
2nd AC: Ryan Magennis
Steadicam: Chris Pinto
Chief Lighting Technician: Mike Williamson
Key Grip: Myles Evensen
Best Boy Electric: Christian Mejia
Best Boy Grip: Valfrie Tabian Jr.
Art Director: Mitch Dillon
Prop Master: Emmett Tekstra
Extras Wardrobe: Aunna Kelly
Wardrobe Assistant: Vanessa Arturet
Key Production Assistant: Afolake Akingba
Production Assistant: Rocco Hill
Production Assistant: Spencer Campbell
Artist Stylist: Storm
Artist Barber: Ronnie
Groomer: Mayra Rodriguez
Featuring:
Juju Ozbourne
Kristofer Hart
Landon Garcia
Keane Sauls
Christopher Love
Sean Gouch
Adrian Phipps
Ryet Williams
Tamir Morris
Written and performed by MazeyJune
Music roduced and written by Spectacular Diagnostics
Bass by Crispy
Mixed & mastered by Frankie Worrall
Video directed by Mojo
Shot & edited by Mojo & Crispy
Music and lyrics by Veto L. Money
Vocalist Blvck Spvde and Precious Brown
Guitar by Joey Ferber
Keyboard by Kudda Muzik
Trumpet by Josiah Burton
Saxophone by Jawwaad Spaan
Bass by Albert Marshall
Drums by Dhoruba Shakur, Dorian Simms
Percussion by Duane “Jingo” Williams
Written & performed by Kurious
Produced by Mono En Stereo
Mixed & mastered by Eddie Sancho
LYRICS:
Hanging like a chandelier
Could kick it all to the curb like a can of beer
Start fresh if this is an art test
And this is the path shown I’m banging a hard left
Foulness see you later God bless
Supposed to make you stronger if it’s not death
Cup is beyond half full there’s a lot left
No use in crying and complaining with that hot breath
Sounding like some bitches
Kill it all with mics, lights and sounds switches
Simple if they thought he was done they found riches
Other dude’s remains are down in ground ditches
Room for resurrection, fuel for better sessions
Pros kicking flows for beats and sound selection
Choice is yours if you voice your causes
Stand firm and drop jewels like oyster balls
Bottom of the sea home of our secrets
Unknown species rock can y’all peep it
Soon to get exposed to a style and y’all keep it
Tape get you higher than dust and y’all leak it
Coma…Crazy Eddie
Images spin in your head like Rock Steady
Maybe was hater who said you’re not ready
Rather be the dude getting money who got jetty
Lonely at the top but it’s crowded down here
Some escape pain with loud and down beer
Others on stage jump around and sound clear
Ninjas jump around in drag and clown gear
Where down there
Us down here
Free as a bird live life don’t care
Except when you’re out in the hood don’t stare
Everybody going thru it, homie ain’t all there
Cop and go Rock n roll
On this trip it never ends a lot to go
Ill hallucinations of a pot of gold
If it disappears the lesson here is not to fold
Even if you’re young be grateful that you got this old
Rather go from cold to hot then hot to cold
Oh shit get off the pot, I got to go
At war with suckers, man, lock and load
Such a strange universe ain’t that right boy
So Rican, they still like check out that white boy
Play that funky music, Constipated Monkey music
Hit you with the funky new sh*t
We don’t hide anything we sharing the blueprint
Love that you’re yourself with the style that you move with
Stay close to your people who make moves when the moon is lit
Not the other ones will talk tough don’t do sh*t
Funky either way heads bop when the groove hit
Some are brainwash Internet or the news clip
Radio sux like a bitch with 2 d*cks
You suck 2 t*ts, don’t give two sh*ts
BEAT TROTTERZ © 