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We had mad fun last night recording a jawn for Prolyphic’s album with Buddy Peace. Actually Ustream’d for the first time, although I’m not sure anyone watched it…

Having a good time in the studio is the perfect lead-in to talk about Victory Blvd.

I mentioned it in the 8mm breakdown, but Sentence was mad late for the studio that night. And he’s a punctual dude. I called him a couple times, no answer. I even texted his lady to see where he was — she said he was home. So I called him one more time. He picked up this last call, and sounded crazy out of it. Like, slurring his words out of it. He had just finished like a three day stretch of 15hr days, and had fallen asleep.

See — we both work full-time. It’s a sacrifice that every NYC musician probably makes. With the cost of living here, there’s no 15hr work-week hang out make music with your friends and rehearse shit going on. Sentence’s job is especially punishing. He regularly has to work weekends, super late nights and early mornings. Stripping ain’t easy y’all. Hiyoooooooo. Because of this, we aren’t the most prolific group of all time. While some of our contemporaries are putting out material all the time, we really struggle to get our projects done. You can imagine that after working ten or so hours, heading to the studio to record raps isn’t the most enticing proposition. But we do it for the love yo. For. The. Love. It’s actually one of those things where you don’t really want to do it until you’re there — then you remember why you started making music in the first place.

Back to the story.

Sentence assured me over the phone that he would be to the studio in a flash. I doubted that very much so. Because he sounded like he had no idea where he was. While we awaited his return, I laid down my verse. The “pulling a muscle in my back” thing is me and Matty talking because we didn’t think we would keep any of the takes we were doing. And that shit is mad true, too. I could barely breathe. Old man body, son. It actually happened again after that, and was equally debilitating. What the fuuuuuuck.

Regardless, Sentence showed up as I was finishing up my verse. It had taken him like 10 minutes total to wake up and get from Bushwick to Union Square. To say he was out of it is a serious understatement. He was stumbly, flushed, and talking crazy. Laughing in a crazy way. I’m laughing right now recalling this. I remember him grabbing the headphones to record, and Matty and I looking at each other like, “really?” But he said he was good to go.

What he says before his verse starts should be studied by scientists. Not only does he shout out Shia Lebouf, but right before his verse starts he shouts “Indiana Jones!” That isn’t some inside joke that we all have. He just shouted that. Months later, I remembered that Shia Lebouf starred in the Indiana Jones remake — so there is some connection there. I need to do more research. I feel like I’m close to cracking it all wide open. The a capella of this track is amazing. You can hear us all howling with laughter in the background and hear the weirdo noises Sentence was shouting in his hype tracks. It’s fucking great. I will have to post that at some point.

We delivered the song to Sage, and he didn’t like it. Haha. Then we sent it to Rob Swift, and Rob absolutely killed it. I mean — come on, son. Those cuts are fucking amazing. Not only are they technically dope, but they add a whole new element of humor to the song. This is why I keep telling people that Rob is an honorary Metermaid. This album sounded so different before he got his hands on it. When we sent the final version to Sage, he liked it. And we were all very happy.

We shot the video in BK (even though it says Staten Island, oh snap!) on a sunny Sunday afternoon. Shot it for $1 (the dollar Sentence burns to light his cigarette). Just us, the ladies, a flip cam, and the dog. Sentence’s mustache is immaculate. I showed the video to my brother and my sister after Sentence finished editing it, and they thought it was funny. So I felt like we did a good job. I still really like it. And I like the song. And I think Rob Swift is the greatest DJ of all time.

All for now.