Unabashedly sexual, the video exudes the humidity of a Miami summer with bodies bumping, police sirens throbbing like heartbeats and Pitbull, the Miami president of crunk, slowly gliding through the neighborhood in a robin's egg blue Impala. The editing perfectly matches the infectiously rhythmic track, cutting between street portraits of cigar-chomping sidewalk habitues, Pitbull's scantily clad harem and various bacchanalians with the protruding tongues of Maori warriors. A little late in the season now, the video would have worked well as summer sangria.
The Harry Smith Project was a musical homage organized by impresario Hal Willner several years ago for the man who compiled the seminal "Anthology of American Folk Music" in the early '50s. It became the veritable Ark of the Covenant for several generations of songwriters and performers. Willner assembled the likes of Nick Cave, Elvis Costello, Sonic Youth and Beck in performances in London, New York and L.A. to pass the gospel of Smith, and few were as effective as Beth Orton in her feminist version of the Frankie and Johnny story.