Slow news week on the front page despite long days logged in the content factory. Back on it next week. Merch arriving in shops now. On our webstore ~next week? Support your local until then :) Arriving internationally soon.
A lot of “CREASED” in here, as is often the case when Johnny drops a new project, but didn’t wanna get overwhelming with it especially after the tour coverage + the potential for an upcoming #trendwatch that maybe originated in it?
Have a good one.
🏀 Knicks x Quartersnacks ’47 Brand hats available in our webstore 🏀
Johnny Cumaoglu with the first Small Banks clip heard around the world DMs + ok, so now we need a Shintaro Hongo one-spot part at the Brooklyn Banks, ASAP + @banks_at_six Small Banks reportage has begun 🧱 (“You wanna skate a curb in Central Park??? We’re going to the Banks, buddy! Six o’clock!”)
We are a long way from “cherry.” Last week coincided with two profiles of its stars and their grown-up lives: Christian Kerr profiled Tyshawn Jones for Hypebeast (“This is probably my last interview for a while. We’re going to let the skating talk. Then when the skating is done, they’ll ask for more interviews”) + Sage Elsesser was profiled by the High Snobiety magazine.
In uncertain times, humans seek comfort. Today, this comfort is found in a house-y Johnny Wilson edit — a tried and true combination if there ever was one — anchored by Wilsonian staples like Antonio, Cyrus, Bobby, and Karim. Alongside them are Poe Pinson, Joseph Campos, Jack O’Grady, Elijah Odom, Casper Brooker, Troy Gipson and Ville Wester, aiming to find the lightning that Nelly found with his crew of St. Lunatics in 2002.
A 2026 Fallen video, Emile on the outer perimeter of Burnside, 5050s into short docks, and still mortified at the idea of the back truck clipping on #3.
Everyone seems worried about the Hawks series, but then again, everyone is always worried about everything when you’re a Knicks fan. We still got QS x Knicks hats in the webstore if you need to get ready for the playoffs, too. Where’s everyone watching Game 1? A.K.A. What bad bar are you ending up after skating tomorrow?
It has somehow been half a decade since we started doing these gatherings at the indoor Vans park in Bushwick to celebrate the end of the winter.
It originally began as a post-pandemic excuse to gather some friends, and quickly became a demarcation point for the transition into spring amongst our friends — mainly because it either poured, was windy as fuck, or generally brick out any time we tried to invite people out to celebrate the end of having to wear a puffer every day.
So that became part of it.
This year, it didn’t do any of those things, and was generally mild outside. With rumors swirling about what may happen to the space in the not-so-distant future, if this is the last one we are able to do here, at least the weather gods looked down on us fondly — and more importantly — that the Halal Guys continue to be absolute legends.
Thanks to Vans, Chris, Cass, Cooper, Patrick and everyone for having us.
