So much fun! Graffiti artist Lee Quinones basically plays himself, tagging up burned buildings in the South Bronx. No plot, just the source of a bunch of good samples and culminates in a fantastic outdoor concert in an amphitheater with lots of popping and locking.
Check out the girl in the background chuggin'. In this scene, a stark contrast with the pseudo-documentary look of the rest of the film (this scene is starchy and stilted and filmed in your quintessential white-walled contemporary art gallery), Quinones talks with acquisitive Manhattan curators who want to commodify his talent. I wonder what his pieces go for nowadays!
Lee Quinones' more current work.