Could just convert this into a Kirian Kickflip Blog. I gotta figure out how to pay $36 dollars for this hosting by August or this thing dies. More later...
June 25, 2015
June 18, 2015
We show up five days after the contest and post the link to the full video here. My voice is still kind of gravelly from announcing that thing. Fine job to everyone that came out and had a good time. An hour or two after that Theotis Beasley put on a one man show before 17 iPhones and 10 people, who watched in rapt silence.
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If you were down at Familia HQ this weekend you might have seen a Strib reporter talking to both little skaters and grizzled vets; her work product is right here. The comments on the story are surprisingly benign (for now) and it's nice to know the status of the principal twin cities' skateparks. Good news:
Skate parks are also a part of Minneapolis’ master plans for Nokomis-Hiawatha Regional Park and Northeast Athletic Field Park. The city estimates that a skate park in Nokomis Park would cost about $500,000.Based on the number thrown out above, I started Googling around searching for the cost of say, Ojibwe Skatepark in Woodbury, and ended up being reminded that Rob Zombie made national news because he was bummed on the noise generated by the Woodbury, Connecticut skatepark. We'll just leave it all there.
[Park Board planner and designer Colleen] O’Dell said that as soon as funding becomes available, the city will begin building skate parks at the two sites.
@mmunzenrider ojib had a budget of $100k but the foundation was already there from the previous setup. I think it ended up being $120k— Dan Rusin (@DanRusin) June 19, 2015
June 7, 2015
June 3, 2015
I owe web hosting $34.00 for two more years of this, don't know the username or password that which I need to pay up, and am contemplating starting a Kickstarter. One lie, two truths. Go check out Dan Rusin and Shane Brown's twisted dream, The Quilt Vid on Friday.
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Redbull's Greetings From Minneapolis is right here with video by Meyer, photos by Alex Uncapher and a rather gully (at least at the beginning) voice over from Anthony Hart. I did some writing too. Proper clip.
This one goes out to all the quitters out there: Farewell My Lovely Cigarettes. That piece hit pleasure centers in my brain rarely roused since I gave up the wonderful/horrible habit. Good riddance.
May 5, 2015
The Vans portrayal: the skies are sunny and the stoke is on. The Uptown Theater was pretty full and the cushy new-ish seating, along with their new-ish liquor license, were appreciated by many. The movie nearly started on time and we didn't get a Bovee speech, but an exhortation from theater staff to not film the proceedings; Propeller was live on iTunes in three hours anyways.
It's novel, really, to make the video's introduction a useful part of the film, punctuated by an appearance of the company namesake as seen through 'his' kitchen window. There were just enough folks there to get that critical cheering mass going and it was persistent throughout, save for young Curren Caples' part, where the theater saw too much of themselves on screen. Other observations gleaned from a wide-cast net.
•A reflection on the coverage meter: Kids know Jeff Grosso, not Tony Alva.
•Chima Ferguson is the dude many sitting nearby had yet to figure out.
•The Santa Rosa park would have been a great place for 32-year-old Tony Trujillo to return, though maybe he's not old enough for that amount of obvious nostalgia.
•Crailtap affiliation heals all and Elijah Berle's grown up. Related:
Elijah Berle out John Fitzgeralds John Fitzgerald.— Kyle Beachy (@kylebeachy) May 5, 2015
•Check on Rowley's knees.
•Reports say Andrew Allen is based on a character from "Sk8 or Die."
•It was a two-songer from Gilbert Crockett, who in aggregate did all the hardest shit.
•Definitely overheard Kyle Walker referred to as "White Ishod."
•It's been 15 years and AVE's put out four majors, two openers and two enders, and has evolved into a linebacker. Check the shoulder alignment coming out of one of the more difficult table moves.
•Dana "Pizza" Ross, got his name in the credits, verbatim to how it's written here, and says he's made it, finally.
Normally the recommendation would be to head to the shop to pick up a copy, but this one's strictly digital; log on to tune in.
April 30, 2015
"The Koston We Should Remember Most"
By Wylie Tueting
Every time that I’ve ever brought up Eric Koston – in the fifteen years I’ve skated – praise has ensued. Sometimes I’ve lead the praising, but more often other people have – by praising him a lot, and then some more. But since Koston has attained so much both on and off the skateboard, praise for him has never quite turned in the same way. Often the praise has seemed well-founded, given all his accomplished parts; while at other times hallow, given skaters’ affection for his antics on the golf course; while at others sensational, given the info about his lucrative contracts; and at others more hallow, given people’s admiration for his celeb connections, despite what little those connections have done to make him aware of why he’s so ambitious, as proven by his heartbreaking Epicly Later’d; etc., etc.
I swear I’m no antagonist of Koston, but let’s face it: Koston is a complex guy – or at least he possesses a complex career – and whether to place praise on his skating or on his attainments apart from skating, remains one of the riddles that confuses any conversation about why he’s so special. And let’s face it once more: Koston’s modern-day quirks – like blaring on the megaphone, eating one-too-many cheeseburgers on camera, landing SKATE tricks sillily, and saying “fuck” but then saying it a fuckload more – make such a conversation no easier. Such quirks make it harder.
(Sometimes I really do ache, physically and spiritually, after watching modern-day Koston on a Sunday afternoon...)
But this post isn’t about me. It’s about Koston, or rather it’s about how we might praise him properly, or rather it’s about this idea that I’ve been turning over in my mind for several years now – indeed an idea about how to praise Koston properly. Bear with me.
And turn your recollection back upon Eric Koston’s Yeah Right! part, that most iconic of street parts. We all watched it; were impressed by it; and we all sensed it was unusually vivid, was like no other Koston part we’d ever seen. But despite the truth of that third point, most of us let the thought stop there; we didn’t ask why it was so unusually vivid. We knew Koston had done many masterful tricks, and climaxed the part with a 360-flip to noseblunt, and hence we were content to call him “the best street skater.” But I’ve never been content hearing Koston is “the best” anything without someone explaining what made his Yeah Right! part so unusually vivid; so, in the hope of turning praise for him into something more respectable and specific, I’m now going to attempt to explain just that.
(It won’t be long, just a paragraph or three.) Now groove on this: Eric Koston’s Yeah Right! part was so great – so unusually vivid – because it came off as an angrily ambitious part, or, analogously, because it came off as a “Fuck you; I’m-better-than-you part,” as a certain Chad Benson once said to me. Just think about it, how the part begins with Koston brandishing his own board over some clumsy crook, as he barks in quick hard tones that the crook “empty” his “pockets!,” which the crook doesn’t, which makes Koston swear harder, eyes finally growing wide as he seizes the crook’s shirt and screams in his face. Correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s an irate Koston, a Koston like we’d never seen him before, a most adrenalized Koston. That intro startled all of us, since it presented Koston anew, and what’s more it forever colored what followed next, since there was no way of forgetting that intro.
So what have I proven by saying all that? Well, essentially nothing, except that given how the intro interacts with the song, and how the song interacts with the skating, and how the skating is masterful anyhow, what probably made Koston’s Yeah Right! part so unusually vivid is that it came off as angrily ambitious. That’s my reasserted idea; I stand by it. The part was unlike any Koston part prior to it, and unlike any Koston part we’ll ever see again. And while people can blather what they will about Koston being “the greatest skater ever” in spite of his doubtful modern-day career, I hope we can at least now agree that his Yeah Right! part is his greatest gift to us ever.
It startled us; wowed us; it had a song that roused us; had lines and manuals and angry ambition too: Koston’s Yeah Right! part remains the greatest street part in the history of skating.
And Koston has never needed it said more, simply.
Koston turned 40!
About the author:
Wylie Tueting is twenty-five, and has lived in Edina, MN almost his entire life. If it’s insightful, he graduated from the University of Minnesota in 2013, having majored (more or less) in English Fiction writing, while studying Latin and Greek on the side. He now spends his weekdays as a paraprofessional in schools, or working as a waiter’s assistant. Yet he spends his every day struggling to read, make bag lunches, write, iron clothes, study Spanish, post on Platinum, or skateboard. The thing about Wylie is: if you ask him about the history of Mexico or Grady Moquin, you’ll see a similar sequence occur: his eyes grow wide, his breath turns shallow, and his applying of the phrase it don’t get no better than! to both subjects. Wylie’s working on getting subtler about that, and he’s grateful for your time.
April 28, 2015
Stumble upon the 20-year-old Chloë Sevigny New Yorker profile:
During the day, Chloë and Lila would hang out outside, with the skateboarders. Skateboarding is not quite equal-opportunity employment. The girls mostly watch. “You’d just sit there for hours waiting for people and watching people skate,” Lila says. “Skating is a little life style. They stick together. Skaters aren’t really into drugs. Just weed and booze. They shun hard drugs.”You wish there were more on those guys, though they lurk in the background of 1994 NYC barely named--Harold, single name, comes up--while the writer lingers on fashion and kids at the club and thrift stores, so much of that.
I power ranked full length shoe company videos for Ride Channel in full and conscious anticipation of the Vans video that premieres Monday. I don't think I've seen Ride The Sky all the way through--tell no one.
News on Elliot Park: It's looking pretty good right now, FWIW. Been hearing lately of a bit of resistance to pristine plazas and an embrace of more traditional (read: shitty) skateparks. News:
Vadnais Heights is seeking input on a skatepark. They're operating off of a beginning Lion's Club donation of $2,000 and looking to fundraise for the thing, so, meager beginnings, but the more serious responses, the better.
File to "Bummer:" early reports indicate no Twin Cities stop on the Lakai/Emerica "Stay Flared tour, though there are Chicago, Milwaukee and Des Moines stops for those who feel like driving.
Another Wylie piece going up in a day or two.