dude!! bakk in the day i saw this ad and was like "what the fukk?" this was honestly like the new ish for the mid nineties. crewnekk sweatshirts and new eras were the steez and i remember thinking these dudes pants were seriously tight. how craze is that with whats in now? stones even got a benneton sweatshirt. pimp. then this:
theres a lot of bloggin goin on right now with regards to skating in the 90's. since this era was my heyday which i will always look bakk upon fondly im fukkin totally into it. im just glad these dudes decided to save their mags. that fukkin julien anti-hero just kills me. those dudes were so on point with the design/anti-design steez. here's some sites i chekk religiously: chromeballincident.blogspot.com policeinformer.blogspot.com youwillsoon.blogspot.com boiltheocean.blogspot.com bobshirt.com hit em' up
so i went on a three day skate trip extravaganza this weekend and had a great time. heres some things i learned: -pennsylvania is nice -u cant get beer at convienience stores there but they do have drive thru beer garages. -conneticut still BLOWS. -joe is an old man who wears rice sokks around his nekk. -ralph murphy screams in his sleep and is a chronic shitter. -fukk a GPS. -shawn is an idiot. -peanut butter brownies are good. -bob rules. the holland tunnel does not. -when everyone is skating/drunk as fukk and we all have cameras, no one uses them. at all. -not showering for three days may look good on paper but sukks in practice. -weed makes u tired. who knew? -new york is rad. -FDR is the gnarliest palce ive ever skated. ever.
super cereal. this place is fukkin nuts. i especially liked how the concrete hammering locals decided to let us know the session was over by smashing bottles all over the surface of the entire park. well played fellas. well played. thanx again to casey and his girl for all the hospitality. you rule.
simon woodstok's section is the only one on youtube from this video but its probably the best. maybe nanda zipp or mike crabtree had better parts. i dunno. i definitely remember watching this at ryan travis' house along with all the other stunning videos he had in his collection from this time period. i also have this wierd memory of when we were watching the intro part one time and at the part where his brother goes "..and i threw my whole life away on drugs and alchohol" proctor said, "ya jones probably thinks thats cool" in kind of a mean jerk-y tone. while this comment was a bit harsh, it was not entirely unfounded. it was around this time that i had just discovered the joys of partying and i was conciuosly trying to be as much of a burnout as i could. smoking weed, talking about weed, drawing pictures that were weed related, building stupid bongs, etc. proctor was also in kind of in a wierd place then too if i remember correctly. we were all really into skating but jeff was a little hard on himself sometimes and would throw little fits and yell and toss his board around and stuff. generally being kinda jokk-esque. sometimes he would just skate off in mid session and we would have to wait around for a bit until he came bakk calmer and wiser. anyways, at first i remember being like, "whatever dude, fukk off and go play soccer". but to be honest with u, i did think it was kinda cool. not like, "wow i wanna be like that! he's cool!" but in more of a self destructive pseudo romantic punk rokk nhilist idiot kinda way. wierd i know but i was a wierd kid. i dont mean this as a shot at proctor in any way. i mean shit, i am the fukkin king of the asshole comments so fukk it. seeing this video just reminded me of all this and i thought i would share it. jeff's much better now anyways. me, not so much. fix the metal
went to the currier opening tonite. saw some epic warhols. it really is a whole different expierience when u see "famous" art work in person. i left the gallery feeling sad about the death of atomic optimism that came about as a result of the assasination of JFK. the fukkers won. way bakk then. so then what the fukks the point of anything now? i dunno. im just glad there was a velvet underground tribute band that didnt sukk. and i looked at almost contemporary art with my father and we would have gotten to talk about it too if my mother hadnt worn "difficult" shoes.
had a pretty wild night last friday. joe took us to an indoor mini in manchester. the ramp was right off the kitchen. in the living room. awesome. it was hard to take a photo of the whole thing cuz the space was so tight bu tu get the idea. bird shufflin spinach. loaded.
Untitled from fix the metal on Vimeo. joe shred. there was a ton of rad shredding going down but i was loaded so i didnt film again. fukk it. fix the metal is not about high quality video. if thats what yer looking for then chekkout the berrics or whatevs. i also just wanna give a shout out to the auburn, NH police department for the extremely effective sobriety chekkpoint they had set up at about 2:30 in the morning. birdo and i really appreciate all your hard work.
so fukkin good. i noticed that this has just become another stupid music/youtube blog which is fukkin gay. i'm gonna put up some footage of fix the metal team members real soon cuz after all, fix the metal is about skating. but some times skating involves not skating so whatevs.
