Last week, I got an email from Shia LaBeouf. (Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d write). The message said that he had directed a music video and needed my help promoting it. Naturally, I assumed it was spam at first. But then I realized that the Twitter account he mentioned was actually verified, and yes, he did actually direct a brand new music video.
Now, the song (“Haunted Love” by Future Unlimited) is not really my style, and the video features a burning baby and a bathtub full of bloody water. So normally, I would have passed over the email and moved onto something else. But Shia desperately needed me: “im trying to guerrilla hype it on the low by pre showing it to a select group of tasty people i think can help,” he pleaded with me. Shia LaBeouf thinks I’m tasty, you guys. All right, fine. How can I say no to such a compliment?
So here you go:
Any other celebrities need some help with their guerrilla hyping? I’m totally your girl.
Now, the song (“Haunted Love” by Future Unlimited) is not really my style, and the video features a burning baby and a bathtub full of bloody water. So normally, I would have passed over the email and moved onto something else. But Shia desperately needed me: “im trying to guerrilla hype it on the low by pre showing it to a select group of tasty people i think can help,” he pleaded with me. Shia LaBeouf thinks I’m tasty, you guys. All right, fine. How can I say no to such a compliment?
So here you go:
Any other celebrities need some help with their guerrilla hyping? I’m totally your girl.
