August 28, 2009
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August 26, 2009
TALK BOY X I-POD The perfect accessory for a night on the town; bikes, parking garages and beers beware! Especially amazing for bombing parking garages while listening to Sabbath; watch for the poles on the exit. Git some.
August 24, 2009
August 21, 2009
August 20, 2009
Was going to link to Barney Frank simply crushing it, but you know jerboi S-Dot already has us covered.
I don't think this has been linked yet. It'll stoke you out and make you want to go to the club or some shit but you'll feel way dirty too. Its so late '00's chic. Or something.
Edit: Head over to the Calsurf blog for a little "Day in the Life" with jerboi Davis; its mad ethereal kid because Dennis' 3-chipper is a little loose.
August 19, 2009
Simply, I know its wrong, but I'm not trying to be preachy. The above is what I've noticed and realized over 15 years or so; its just an observation. The true point of this post is to link to this article from Truehoop written by Kevin Arnovitz about homophobia in the NBA. I figure it can apply in certain ways to skateboarding as well. Think it over.
August 18, 2009
August 17, 2009
Can't keep The Viking down; Neal may have the full time live in going on, but he still gets gully while drinking wine and assembling IKEA.
I still haven't beer bonged since May 19th.
Improbable link to Danknuggzz.
This post took a turn towards the meta, didn't it? Here's a photo of
Efron Davis and the aftermath of a tried maneuver on Saturday. There was also a little kid talking mad s to Davis; here's a taste of the conversation:
Little Kid: "If it hurts you, don't do it."
Davis: "What if I land it next try?"
Little Kid: "Not in a million years."
Sam then gave Davis the go ahead to mash the little kid out, and Davis kicked the crap out of an eight year old, and then landed his trick. One of those facts is true.
August 15, 2009
August 29th @ Umber Studios.
PS: Don't forget to peep the Agent Banks Rip Clip at The Mag.
August 13, 2009
Chalk this post up to I-tunes on shuffle; one night I awoke from CRAZY nightmares, and, wouldn't you know, the Gravediggaz song that Olson skates to above was playing over the speakers off the computer. Be careful with the "Diary of a Madman" kids. That feels like an allusion to the Evil Dead or something.
(For a short and dirty version of the roof drop-in to boardslide story, it happened at six AM and his girlfriend filmed the trick. There was a 2x4 nailed to the roof at the take off point for whatever reason, and Olson had to ollie over that and then to the left because of a wall. Watch the footage closely; its all there.)
August 12, 2009
Jay Jensen perches at the coping of an eight-foot drop, his board dangling over the curb. He's as lithe as a coiled cobra, and filthy across the shoulders—after just a half-hour of skating, he's damp with sweat and coated in a sheath of grime from knee slides and bails.While quotes of gold from Todd Brown are non-existent in the piece, I'll say kudos to David Hansen for capturing the fleeting reality of skateboarding that exists as one grows older. I would have loved to have heard more from Wizard, and beyond that, some of the older dudes still slogging it out in the streets, like Jackson or Judd, but then again, the ramps still captivate and win the hearts and minds of the general public. Still, its a missed opportunity that we didn't get to hear from Dan or Judd about being kicked out of spots by people 15 years younger than them, etc.
As he plots his line, he has a falcon's presence—a sharp jaw, wary, analytical eyes, a Roman nose—and his face is terse as he scans the double bowl before him. The slope and depth seem hard to fathom.
Then he drops in. He pumps into the pool, descending into its deepest lagoon, building speed. Up along the coping, he goes into a grind, then dives deep once more. Over a pasture of plywood, his wheels roar. In an instant, he is airborne, clutching his deck, skimming the lights, and sending a shower of dust into the still air.
Ripping around the turns of his park, Jensen is as smooth as a silk ribbon. He handles its dips with practiced ease. His balance is uncanny.
But when he kicks his board to his hand to hoist himself out and yield the bowl to another skater poised to drop in, Jensen grunts and favors his left knee. Jensen is 36. Behind him lay almost three decades of skating, years spent building quarterpipes in a disused barn of his father's hog farm.
As a throw back, here's the "Flyboys" piece from 2001 which centered on Clint, Steve, and ZED.
This post got me thinking; essentially its about a sports writer that Abbott respects immensely, who asserts that the best basketball is the least flashy basketball, and on that point, Abbott, a bit haltingly, disagrees. To quote Abbott:
...[W]hen I think about the very best players I have ever seen, heard of, or played with ... a lot of them feel extremely comfortable on the basketball court, and make it their business to demonstrate a sense of ownership of that space. Sometimes that means being flamboyant -- doing something ostentatious to show your spirit is not likely to be restrained by, well, anything.Those are his italics above.
And off to reflexively think about skateboarding; in all, the best skateboarding is the best skateboarding because it is flashy, perhaps flamboyant isn't the best word but there is that air of immense comfort that Abbott describes (this idea excludes Huf et. al., who, for another day, could be described as the Timmy Duncan of skateboarding, the "Big Fundamental"). To further elucidate, Mariano's switch frontside shuvit nosegrind fakie heelflip is akin to, uh, the fake-out behind the back pass going right to a left handed layup? Or something [would Huf's hop-up, ollie, ollie, ollie, gap to lipslide be akin to Duncan's posted up turn around bank shot? (again, another day)]? While the analogy breaks down when it is finally trotted around town, what it boils down to is the question of this: If flashy skateboarding is simply good skateboarding (the norm which is being aimed for, thus no longer being flashy and/or special, a value inherent to flashiness), then what is truly flashy skateboarding?
The best answer I can come up with is something along the lines of Eric Koston doing dork tricks. Dork tricks to him, at least. What comes to mind, out of a cast of thousands, is that, how do you even name it?, lay-back frontside 360 wallie grab thinger that he does in Beauty and the Beast (you know what I mean). So, what this all boils down to is Koston's part from Chomp on This. Flashy, and just maybe even flamboyant. Ostentatious for sure:
August 11, 2009
August 10, 2009
Babies no longer make me feel old; they make me happy. Which in turn makes me feel old. Oh well.
Anyhow, welcome to the world Pegleg 2!!!*
*Pegleg 2 is not the name of Dan's son, it is simply a humble suggestion from your friends at Platinumseagulls INC.
Nieratko discusses, uh, sort of, uh, skateboarding's current sexual orientation. Or something. I agree, I like him calling the right people out and all that, but its the X-games already. What's to be expected? After reading that, for whatever reason, I'm compelled to re-post the You Wanna Date A Skater? story. Ugh, and enjoy.
Tha Dolo discussed top ten video parts; peep game and submit.
PS: Gang of Fourstar Trailer, that sure looks rad. Where's Davis?
August 7, 2009
That's Meyer's video of the Red Bull Bailout. Preach. I have photos that will emerge either here or here. I've just gotta get back to reality, wherever that is.
August 6, 2009
One a completely different note: The ubiquity of "no homo" in Hip Hop and the possibility that its not that homophobic...still, full homo is the new no homo.
August 5, 2009
Been putting off cleaning up the desktop on the whip for a bit now. Just before doing this here post, I found the jpeg called "surfnazis" and immediately asked (to myself, but out loud), "What the fuck is surfnazis?" And there it is, answers. I vaguely remember finding that.
Two must peep items from Hardflip today, exhibit A, Tha Dolo's sponsor me tape from '93. Is this the same tape that was reportedly focused after being viewed by a number of party goers? Is that footage still missing? What's the story there anyways? Exhibit B, if P-Rod switch tre flips the Santa Monica triple set, does it make a sound? I'm not sure, and I avowedly never check the Slap boards, so maybe the internet skateletariat is buzzing about it...I just liked Badger's post about it.
Also also, not only is The Hesh now tweeting, undoubtedly about sex, booze and drugs (actually, is sex included in that equation?), but they've also had a fresh video about this past weekend's Red Bull contest up for a bit; peep here.
A series on the end of America via Slate. Its heady shit, but worth the read.