Who da Guy?

Last week it was the find of the year, previously unseen footage from Danny Way, Jason Lee and Mark Gonzales filmed in the early nineties by Spike Jonez but never before seen by the public. Like Kenny Bania so famously once said, it was gold! Gold, Jerry! Well, if that shit was gold, then this shit right here? This shit right here, nigga? This shit right here? This shit's platinum, and the Steve Rocco documentary is the must have DVD of the season.

Mr. Frogtree

Sure this isn't about skating, but it's Friday and Rap was the shit.

It's GOLD, Jerry! GOLD!

Trolling the SLAP magazine messageboards last night and lo and behold, this gem of gems pops up. From the extras included in the DVD of the Steve Rocco documentary "The Man Who Souled The World", this is previously unseen footage shot by Spike Jonez in 1990 or 1991 in Paris, France of Jason Lee, Danny Way, and Mark Gonzales while filming for the epic Video Days. This is truly some holy grail type shit right here, and if you don't think so, well, like the Korean liqor store owner in Menace II Society said, "I feel sorry for your mother..."



Also big up to double D, Dale Davis for bringing this to my attention also. He's obviously a big skate nerd just like us.

Roll 'em

Tees are out. Check em here.

Don't slunk out, get in that ass instead!

Let's say you're out skateboarding. Under normal and ideal conditions this is a great way to spend a morning/afternoon/evening for most of us. It's awesome! Well, maybe not always, but most would probably agree that it's a real hoot most of the time. Sometimes however, unseen and unexpected variables factor themselves into your otherwise enjoyable equation. For any number of reasons it could turn out that you're not having the best time. I'm not talking about the kind of days where your board feels weird or your shoes are at the blowout point and you're just not landing shit the way you'd like, either. No, this situation could be, say, at the skatepark where you're getting repeatedly bombarded by a constant conglomerate of kookery, or perhaps out and about in the streets where numerous skate haters and average joe hero citizens inexplicably feel the need time and time again to rudely interrupt your shralping endeavors. Whatever the case, it's safe to say that pretty much everyone who skates can relate to the fact that confrontations can and often do happen. Sometimes they are quick and painless, ending harmlessly with no repercussions whatsoever for either party. Other times, they can get downright ugly and even end with fisticuffs if you're not careful. Bottom line is this: one should stand one's ground, and even get up in a motherfucker's face when the situation calls for it. In fact, if you follow my man Leon's advice right here, you'll thank yourself the next time some shitbag makes it their business to take it upon themselves to curb your enthusiasm for getting your shred on.

Filipinooooo HOT DOUUUUG!

This is all I could think about on Sunday afternoon as we rolled through the Honolulu city streets with the In4Mation dudes. Somehow I never knew what Longanisa was before I saw this video, but for some reason I have eaten the blood meat AKA chocolate meat known as dinuguan. That is hardcore shit right there. Also, there was a graduation party where I supposedly tasted dog, but in retrospect I like to believe that they were just having some fun with the drunken haole boy and that I'm not really a dog eater. At least that's what I tell myself anyway. Arf!

Kakaaaa......come on.

Ehh... Make it!


In4mants Part 2.

Pride, Service, Dedication and a manual.

Thank you... Very Much.

Grind that long metal dong.

Kool Keith's shirt is awesome. Bobby Knight rules.

A real shred sled.

Table Top

photo: In4mant's Kool Keith.

Dawn Patrol

Wake up with Sportscenter of course.

Chad and his man purse, wide awake.

Kitted out amphibian style.

S.J. was ready for anything with his hybrid shred sled.

Speed kills.

The demolition derby track was wet when we got there.

The new bowl was slightly damp but close to rideable.

Buck Wyland appearance.

As soon as we dried the bowl, we got gonged by this shithead

Mark Partain rolled up to see what was what.

Wait it out across the street at Off The Wall.

S.J. knows all the hottest dance moves, this one's called the backflip boogie.

Back at the park, we got the boot once again along with Billy and this emotional grom.

Might as well hit up the breakfast spot then.

Sup, braddah?

Chickens swarmed as Chad devoured their unborn offspring.

Ran into this dude, there was a sesh brewing at his house. Mahalo, Steve!

North Shore bros Nick and Luke were representing.

Lucas front feebs with ease.

John's chillin'.

Learned frontside carve grinds finally.

Being an old school Aiea head myself, I felt right at home with these dudes when we dropped John off at the end of the day.