Frozen in Carbonite Presents — Song of the Summer x Video Part of the Summer 2017: The Summer of Angst

September 27th, 2017 | 5:00 am | Features & Interviews | 7 Comments

Words by Frozen in Carbonite

I turned 40 this summer. Eschewing a crazy-ass party, trip or any other type of midlife crisis-type behavior, I kept it mellow and went out to my local™ bar. Street skating over forty is unknown territory, but if you manage to stay fit, there’s what I call the Reggie Miller Effect: one’s physique remains essentially static, but one’s capabilities — whether because of reflexes or vision deteriorating — decline exponentially. It’s all about managing expectations. 360 flips might flip slower than in the past, but maybe one adds backside nosegrind reverts on small ledges to the repertoire. Other summer activities function in a similar manner; one might not be able to make it to OVO Fest, but maybe one could chill at one of those tiny New York hotel pools with a bag of tequila taped to one’s thigh.

This #frame gives one hope heading into the fall A.K.A. skate season. Indeed, while this may be the first S.O.T.S. x V.P.O.T.S. post without a part from an according-to-Hoyle physical release, at press time, we were still digesting the 917 and Traffic vids, plus anticipating the release of Sabotage 5. So with an eye towards hoody season, let’s take a look back at the songs and video parts that fueled summer ’17.

A Brief History of Max Palmer’s Worst Spots

September 21st, 2017 | 11:33 am | Features & Interviews | 9 Comments

Words by Sean Dahlberg
Photos by Colin Sussingham & Max Hull

Max Palmer has an eye for the strange. He is as distinct of an individual as I’ve ever met and his skating follows suit. I’ve known Max since 2009, and he has been one of my best friends and favorite skateboarders ever since, constantly surprising me every time he takes me to a spot. I’ve been filming him for the last eight years, and if there’s any way to describe our relationship it’s this: he leads and I follow…and follow and follow and follow, until three hours later, when he finally pulls off the impossible on whatever fucked up “not spot” we are skating. Below are some of these stories. I love you Max — even though you may sometimes put me through hell, I hope to have another eight years following you to these horrible spots.

On Skateboarding As Sport As Stupid — The 2017 Dime Glory Challenge

September 15th, 2017 | 2:46 pm | Features & Interviews | 11 Comments

Words & Photos by Zach Baker

As the cloud of loud begins to dissipate from the stimulation of last week’s festivities up in Montreal, it is time to reflect. Tony Soprano once said, “I feel like King Midas in reverse, everything I touch turns to shit.” Since their inception, the Dime boys have proven to be a bunch of full-blown regular ass speed King Midases. There has not been a single public offering — be it a bowling montage, full-length skate video, a collab baby, or any of the annual skateboarding competitions to which they’ve played host the past three years — that has not gone off without a hitch. But this year’s Glory Challenge, with the newfound aide of DC Shoes, was more frivolous than anyone anticipated. DC, recently reclaimed by one of its original co-founders, weighed in hard with their trademark mountain of money, bringing the spectacle to a new echelon. We’re talking renting Wade D. a Ferrari and a helicopter for an Instagram post, a pyrotechnics exhibition that was described as “a buffet of fire,” renting ten limos to go bowling, and throwing a carnival-esque block party DJed by Darude that felt like a billionaire kid’s freakin’ quinciñera. These and every other tiny, speed shade-tinted detail amount to, from where I’m standing, the most expensive joke ever.

This long weekend of overstimulation has left us still unpacking all that happened. So these guys went out, invested all this effort, capital, manpower, organization…for…a joke? It took these boys the better part of a year to plan. Bryan worked tirelessly for weeks on end to construct the many rooms and modifiable obstacles of this year’s Glory Challenge. Legends like Tiago, Biebel, Kalis and Forrest Edwards were flown from the extremes of the continent to be in attendance…for a weekend of laughs? Listen — I’m no Miscavage, I don’t have all the answers — but the spectacle has left thousands of people at once psyched, inspired, shocked, and confused.

Idk This East Coast Lingo — Quotes Over the Years Vol. 4

September 12th, 2017 | 12:10 pm | Features & Interviews | 5 Comments

Double the garbage in 2k17!

Quartersnacks turns twelve today. As with every passing year that we manage to keep the depository of nerdy shit about skateboarding and inside jokes almost nobody gets — we’d like to thank everyone who visits the website, supports it in any way, shows us around their city when we travel abroad, and spreads the word about what we have going on here. Thanks, it really means a lot ♥

And as with every passing two years, we have a compilation of quotes collected from the QS extended family. The majority of the content that appears on this website is nothing more than a long-winded shittalking session in written form, but these are the bits that didn’t have enough legs to be expanded into long-windedness ;)

Previously: Sick of Rich Girls, Boyz Will B Boyz, Volume 1

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Sexually Active Young Lady: “I’m not sure, I might’ve only fucked him because his bio said ‘free spirit.’”
Tron Jenkins: “Don’t be mad at him because he went to college.”

“That kid scoots like a Polar skater.” — Keith Denley

“Do you think Johnny’s complete disregard for anyone’s feelings is the real source of MPC’s productivity?” — Nick Boserio

“Girls here are mad weird. I just matched with a girl whose bio says ‘Hitler’s Dreamgirl.’” — Antonio Durao re: Tinder in Chicago

“All my ideas suck.” — Nick Nunez

“Seeing clips of Justin Bieber skating makes me want to start skateboarding again.” — Thando

“There are times when I’m too drunk to remember my parents’ names but I’ll never forget 2 Chainz’ verse on ‘Mud Musik.’” — Shrimp C

“Lets get some cookies or something.” — Hjalte Halberg

Kuz: “Just give me the word, I’ll quit my job and break up with my girlfriend.”
Inquisitive Gentleman: “You have a girlfriend?”
Kuz: “No, but if I did, I’d break up with her.”

Skateboarding & Color Coordination — A Retrospective

September 6th, 2017 | 5:00 am | Features & Interviews | 5 Comments

A #NYFW Special Report

Words & Interviews by Frozen in Carbonite
Photo Collages by Requiem For A Screen

Skating writ large prides itself on a “no rules, bro!” ethos. #Menswear, an entity with which skating has become increasingly intertwined of late (via Vogue Skateboarding Magazine, etc.), has all kinds of rules. No black belt with brown shoes. No wearing white after Labor Day. One’s tie can’t go past one’s belt. Skating has no such faux pas — except for MAYBE brand-mixing — i.e. one can’t wear a Venture shirt if one is skating Indys or Vans socks if you’re wearing Nikes.

But what if I told you that skaters have curated their own sartorial code for decades — painstakingly color-coordinating their shoes, shirts, hats, and even spots? However, the modern-day thrift store aesthetic has left color-coordination by the wayside, even as color-blocking seemed to make a comeback last year, or some shit. So, in conjunction with New York Fashion Week, enjoy this retrospective of color coordination while you’re waiting to get into the Wang party or whatever.