What a week it’s been. The world watched as President Obama was re-elected for another four years. While most things came to a halt in the run up to the elections and Sandy aftermath, that clearly wasn’t the case for many bands and music video producers. This week saw a number of massive releases and as a result we’ve not been able to include some noteworthy videos. Honorable mentions go to The Weeknd with his self produced video for The Zone feat. Drake and Sufjan Stevens’ delicate home-made footage for Silver & Gold. Let us know your thoughts on this week’s picks in the comments section below.
Kendrick Lamar – Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe Feat. Lady Gaga (Demo)
There was talk of a collab between the two labelmates for Lamar’s latest album ‘Good Kid, m.A.A.d city. This is the previously unreleased demo which for some reason didn’t make the cut. If you thought the track was anthemic already, shit just got real – that Gaga hook is gorgeous.
Kid Cudi – Just What I Am Feat. King Chip (Dir. Scott Mescudi)
Filled with blink and you’ll miss it symbols, Cudi even manages to squeeze in some Illuminati subliminals (look closely at 3.39s). After seeing this video, it only makes me like the song more. I also had no idea it was King Chip on the first verse, dude sounds exactly like Cudder. With the filters and the parties and the roadtripping it’s like a Hunter S. Thompson college experience. Look out for the Steve Aoki cameo in Mescudi’s fantastic directorial debut.
Angel Haze – Gossip Folks (Dir. Arnaud Miller)
Ever since her arrival in NYC, Angel Haze has been gunnin’ for every female MC in the game whilst garnering a lot of media attention with the release of her ‘Classick’ mixtape. This video however is a lot more subdued, filmed primarily on a rooftop and allows the vociferous rapper to hold court and let her rhymes pack the punches.
Tame Impala – Feels Like We Only Go Backwards (Dir. Joe Pelling & Becky Sloan)
Tame Impala give us an insight into what the world may have looked like through Aldous Huxley’s eyes.
Empress Of – Champagne (Dir. Samuel Morris Hamad)
A relatively simple scenario slowly shapes into something that will leave you requiring a napkin and an optometrist. Shit really flies off the handle around the two minute mark just before those beautiful, woozy guitars come in.