Fuck is a word that sums up my last few weeks better than any other. Whoever said ’swearing’ is a sign of lacking intelligence was a deadbone, sometimes swear words just work. Billy Connolly said something like this ‘If you smack your thumb with a hammer, you cant just say ‘oh, fideldy dee I just wacked my thumb with a hammer, you say FUCK!’… Anyhow excuse the reminiscing, I spend way to much of my life thinking about things that are behind me, its kind of a curse. The past few weeks have been full of 12-14 hour days, Creative Destruction chapter 2 is out the door and for the first time in a long time im kinda proud of what we achieved, not for any other reason than it really had a purpose, surf films have forever been surfing, music and pretty images, and they are fucking great, i grew up watching that shit every morning, but I am pumped to think that hopefully we have created 15 minutes that is entertaining for both surfers and your average punter whilst helping out the strange world we live in. Along with CD ch2, the John Butler trio Documentary is about to walk out the door as we speak and I am over the moon about that… Blah blah blah
Here is a few links to some sites that have showed us some love, so hopefully we can send some people to their sites. Enjoy
”For all of you out there across the globe who have fought so hard to tackle the hideous enemy of our planet, namely carbon emissions, that bogus god you worship named “Climate Change” or “Global Warming”, there is some really bad news that will be very painful for you to process. But it is my duty to pass it on to you anyway.
D.I.Y bbq’s, mowers, whipper snippers, tv cabinets, tables, chairs can get fucked… ‘Do it yourself’ is great in ‘Life’ but in a box it sux. In the process of becoming an adult I have had to buy shit for my house. By the time I have finally built it I wanna smash it… Being a kid was way better
”For us at the event, however, we face modern Red Hot Chili Peppers albums. Offspring’s greatest hits. And we come face to face with the fact that we will never, ever “be your butterfly, sugar baby.”
I lost my dad awhile back… It still hurts… But amongst the memories and photo’s I have, It’s dad’s music that takes me back… Read the rest of this entry »
One month on the moon just came to a finish in front of me… It’s dope.
For me a film can be anything it wants to be, worst thing you can do is try and reflect the things you have seen recently, it happens too often, a replica of another film is never gonna be good… Destined to stink… Read the rest of this entry »
We got a neat lil run in Waves magazines ‘Nuts and Bolts’ section this issue… I put my thoughts and steps on how to give your old craft a bit of life with paint… It also comes with Mooney’s latest production, I am just about to press play… Have a good day my friends… Cheers Waves.
Its been years since any new metal has got me… Since System showed up I havent got from metal what I used to on the school bus as a kid… Pointless banter and ’she likes who and he likes her’ talk was shunned for my walkman… Mixed tapes of metal ruled my morning commute.
Home is firing, it hasnt been this good since I was a kid. The longboard world is here in all its gurufied glory… Bearded, longhaired teenages have thier thumbs and beaver tails out at first point… I hesitate, but drive on by, Planks like that dont fit in cars like this… Again I am amused by trends, its a strange world, but the people within it are stranger… I wonder who started this one?… Many pull it off and are comfortable in thier hobo-like, carefree, 70’s state… The majority look like dicks, but I guess thats what trends do, they expose those who have no direction, no style of their own… But I am being bitter and its not my intention. 2010 is a year of positivity… Localism is something I fully understand, not neccesarily agree with but understand… A surf trip with ya mates is the best thing life will offer, at the same time having corporate fat-cats trade business for wetsuits is kinda fucked, but damn amusing, those guys that once frowned upon the surfer’s way of life are now pulling McTavish’s out of beamers… Im sure a fair share will pull leg hairs out of dings and fins out of skulls… It will level out, but I wish they would all go kiteboarding… Our town was once for us, the kids who grew up here, the mums and dads that raised us… I guess it still is, but they sit amongst the masses, the frothers, the irrates… Im not even out there, im not even bothered… Rasta road a piece of wood, he rode that piece of wood like it was truely functional, I believe we may have some footage of it… Rasta blows my mind, I barely know the guy, but I admire his way of life in and out of the water, he has many critics most of them are kooks… He does it his way and that in itself is commendable, the fact he does it better than almost anyone is where my admiration steps up… My brain is tired and I am typing words as I go, with little thought, I will not delete another single letter, just type on til I see a glimpse of the mornings sun… I lie, im going for a drive, the world is so much better at 4am.
I wish the news wasn’t so depressing… You should make a ‘positive’ news, that comes on after the regular news… You should do a lot of things, we should do a lot of things… I should stop preaching my brains mess and start sleeping again… The though of it makes me tired, but not enough to sleep… I have sleep in my eyes, but they dont deserve its crust… its kinda cruel… the world is insane and im right there with you.
Insomnia and Jet lag get along too well, they share my brain and keep my thoughts alive and my eyes dry… I have never slept well, but now its a full time job… I scroll through footage and stills of the last few weeks… It was 2am at the time… They blow my mind… But my mind is half blown so the task itself is not all that hard, nevertheless these images look good through my veinious eyeballs… I try to write like I know what im doing, I hate tenses, I write like I was taught not to at school… I kid myself, im a kid at heart so its cool to pretend… Im tainted and wierd, The last 2 weeks were something else, something that has me stumped on putting in words… I type and delete, type, delete… I should be asleep but instead I have this…
Go to Costa Rica, we were given oppurtunities I would never of thought possible, regardless of rolling with Kirk Hammet and Rob Trujilo it is a place of pure beauty… Stay at Playa Grande surf resort, eat great food, surf great waves, go to bed exhausted… Once you have absorded your self in yourself… Get on a plane to Tapachula and give back to the world… The world can be ugly as it can be beautiful… Mission Mexico has taken the some of the ugliness out of our world and created something not ugly… Something beautiful… Pam and Allan Skuse are the 2 most amazing people I have ever met… You need to meet them and experience what they have created for their 52 kids… Kids from the streets, kids who have been abused, prostituted, drugged, kids who have had their families murdered… Kids who are now the happiest souls I have ever hung with… These kids found my smile… I played basketball everyday, I lasted only minutes and cursed my lack of fitness… But I am happy and it is because of them, the kids of Mission Mexico are the reason why I can smile through these dry eyes and this sore mind…
Creative Destruction is the contrasts of a life unlike yours… The vision awaits in the edit suite… We will rest then we will launch.
We hope you join us.
RV
Thanks to Stefan and Jonno, the creators of Somewhere near Tapachula, they were only at my place an hour or so, they are good guys who make good films with no money… Their film is touring Oz now
a few shots from our days at Mission Mexico, more to come with CD chapter 1
This trip has been something else… Shit like this doesnt happen too often… kinda never… Backstage beers with Metallica?
Anyhow, Wade, Sterling and myself are about to go to south Mexico to work with a heap of kids that have had a life a li’l different than ours… Thanks to the guys behind the film ‘Somewhere near Tapachula’ we have stumbled across ‘Mission Mexico’… Surfing has got these kids off the streets and in the water like all kids off the coast should be…
In the meantime checkout Taylor Steele’s new concept, Innersection im sure most already have. While you’re there throw a few votes to mates of ours… Sterling’s entry is amusement at its finest, id say Kaiza would have pissed himself watching it… Throw it a vote… Losness gets our vote to, creativity should be rewarded in surfing… not kooky head shots and birds.
I haven’t been hyped on sport like this since I was a kid. The cricket, the tennis, the summer sports in Australia have been alltime… The League season is a few weeks away, its a good time to love sport.
Ball sports have always been on the big screen… Now surfing has stepped up.
Live coverage on the web has been a feather in Professional surfings’ cap since it first kicked off, but now its Live on Fuel TV and it is something new, something exciting, something Surfing needed. Not so needed for the masses, nor for the mainstream but for the surfers.
In between work I have been watching as much as possible, I missed Joel, Kelly and TB in round 1, but I did see Mick… It was surfing of another level. The guys before and after him surfed well, the conditions were tough but Mick dismantled them, every heat I watched after Micks didnt hit the mark…
The term ‘hi-fi’ has burnt a whole in my brain, its meaning and purpose is relevant moreso now than ever before and we love it, but what Mick chose to do in his Round 1 heat Hi-Fi’d the shit out of Hi-Fi without a punt or grab variation insight… It didnt need a title, it was surfing at its best and it looked damn good from the comfort of my couch.
I just finished the Post on Tracks Magazines’ Luke Kennedy when I started thinking about how rad the old newspaper print style they once run was… I dazed for awhile ’til the thought left me, I sipped coffee and began the days bullshit… First stop this morning while waiting for Final Cut to fire was Empire Ave… Coincidences aside, they’d been thinking the same wierd sentimental shit as me, but they had pictures, words and a post to go with it… the KOOK… Ohhh, The smell of non-gloss
Not like a nasty fuck or someone who sets out to belittle others… Just a general prick, I whinge a lot, get obnoxious on the piss, I get eggy on stupid trends and the people who follow… I shouldn’t give a fuck… Read the rest of this entry »
