YAWL have taken the assumption that all hip hop videos contain slow motion shots of rappers smoking tweeds, drinking 'lean, and pointing at the fucking camera and dropped it into a suplex from the top turnbuckle bro.
Instead, everything in the YAWL universe is a beautiful version of mundane or a mundane version of beautiful, and either way it's delivered, it's fucking perfect.
"Ships" feels pre-apocalyptic and post-invasion, but stunningly fucking captivating, while at the same time being eerily terrifying, yet completely enjoyable to immerse oneself inside of.
Here's to every fucking video from YAWL being a perfect accompaniment to their insanely original version of hip hop.