we're shooting the video for gran rápido on the twentieth. fedella is directing the camera. film dispatch is running the day. it happens inside somebody's living room in san diego, and the address stays secret until you're confirmed, which i like. a party you have to be let into.
there will be a real banda in the house, tuba and all, playing the song at full volume while the cameras roll. so the casting call says come ready to dance and it means it. i don't want extras standing around looking at their phones. i want the room to feel like a quinceañera at eleven at night when the tías finally get up.
the rsvp is free. if you're within driving distance of san diego and you've ever wanted to be in one of these, this is the one. wear something you'd wear to a cousin's wedding. i'll be the one sweating through his shirt.
— chorus, still moving
