Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Le Kwa Ukwu

After directing a string of sloppy music videos that flopped even on the strong shoulders of very popular (and established) artistes like Davido and Wande Coal, Sesan went back to the drawing board at his alps and worked on creating an avalanche to crush critics. Iyanya probably smelled what Sesan was cooking and enlisted him to direct the music video for his latest smash single, Le Kwa Ukwu.

Sesan took this platform as a solid second chance to redeem his drastically diminishing status. I think he has. A little bit. The video is impeccable, to type the least. Not too impeccable though. The video features one of Ghana's finest and dandiest dancers, Jay Sevensi, alongside Iyanya himself.



The male chemistry between Iyanya and Jay wasn't the best but it was wonderful.



Jay was credible and gave the video visibility. Hopefully, the video will be critically well-received.

The presentation's plush. It begins with a red hot hottie stepping out to a table, in a cozy, comfy restaurant.



There's also a bar in the restaurant, where two handsome waiters (Jay and Iyanya) are idling away and having a bit of chitchat over laughter, before they involuntarily set eyes on the beauty.



Without further ado, Jay urges Iyanya to go for it, and the Kukere master wastes no time at all.



Approaching her table with a bottle of red wine, Iyanya pours her some.



She's obviously loving what she's looking at...



...but before she can take two sips, Iyanya has recruited Jay and a third party, to tender her a sweet serenade.



One minute, she's feeling the vibe...



...the next minute, she's killing the vibe. Or at least, trying to.



But, with the rigid resilience of the U-17 Golden Eaglets, Iyanya & Co. kept up the pace.



Apparently, our not-so-very voluptuous video vixen wasn't really ready to moist her underwear as she looked away from the provocative slow winding and resorted to take a phone call.



I really dug how Mr. Jombolo reached down to throw freaky faces at her.



It really tickled her funny bone.



Putting the icing on the cake, the Sexy Mama crooner dished out velvety vocals that made her blush.



In a failed attempt to try and take it to the next level, the trio made sexually suggestive gestures towards our magnificent model chick, and she wasn't having none of that.



It maybe miscommunication of some sort. She might've misunderstood the message as an invitation to a foursome. I guess she stormed out at the terrible thoughts of a deepthroat and a double penetration.



Soon after her abrupt exit, Iyanya stood somewhat scared shitless, as though he was bleeding profusely after shooting himself in the penis. Jay was damn disappointed.



Refusing to let go and give up, Jay coerced Iyanya to chase after her.



Meanwhile, our lovely lady has stepped outside where it's slightly drizzling.



With her Brazilian hair (and designer dress) getting damp, Iyanya runs to the rescue.



Catching up with her, he shelters her from the rain with his umbrella, while (most importantly) grabbing hold of her waist.



Unfortunately, (I hate to be the one to have to type this) that's the only ukwu you'll see in this video. Plus, it's fake; as a professor in Booty'Ology, it was way too easy for me to scan and detect that she wore padded panties!



Booty'Ologists worldwide would be bamboozled by this. I, for one, was absolutely annoyed that the title misled me. Incase it's unclear, Le Kwa Ukwu means "Look at all that ass!"; or to break it down in plain pidgin, "See NYANSH!". Personally, after one look at the title, I swiftly streamed this video to treat my eyes to donkey donks and asses for days, but to no avail. Nonetheless, it's a cool video, but the ukwu on display didn't impress at all! We can now cut Timaya some slack on his Ukwu video. His white booty was better.



Speaking of white booty, the best I've ever seen (in a music video), is in The-Dream's Slow It Down video.



Le Kwa Ukwu!



Very curvy something.



Iyanya's hands obviously doesn't reach that height, but he could've managed to secure the services of the eye candy in May D's Gat Me High video.



Her bubble butt would've been better.



Ultimately, Wande Coal's The Kick remains the current undisputed, best big booty music video, in Naija (for a long time to come). I haven't the vaguest idea why Sesan, who directed The Kick, couldn't at least duplicate his own effort in Le Kwa Ukwu. It's just very vexatious. Every time I watch The Kick, that infamous bad bitch on the left leaves my jeans steaming; my manaconda would be kicking incessantly, throbbing up and down with violent vibrations.



It's all big bouncy booty from start...



...to finish...



...and that's the way an ass video should be; big booty scattered all over the scenes.

I'm not trying to perpetuate the idea that Iyanya's new video is bad, no; it's good, but it could've been better. Speaking of which, one of the better scenes in Le Kwa Ukwu is in an alley where Iyanya (with the accompaniment of D3Dancers) dances to his newfound friend. At the point where he called out D3Dancers, it's crystal clear that the lady he has the hots for, is a regular customer at the restaurant he works at and that he's been planning on winning her heart for sometime now. She gave him the green light.



Choreography was wonderful. D3Dancers were so on-point with their moves and steps.



I remember seeing them in Timaya's Ukwu video as well.



I also remember watching their own rendition of Davido's Skelewu. Kiddy left them in the dust though.

Back to the matter (in Wizkid's voice), the luxury beamer that Iyanya drove his new chick home with, was way hotter than his new chick. Left me wondering how a waiter could afford that very vintage vehicle.



Moving on, my best part of the video was when he walked her to her door (with the intention of an overnight), she teased him and bade him farewell...



...then just as he began wallowing in self-pity, cursing himself for being so unlucky, she opened up and pulled his horny ass inside (much to his amazement and mine).

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