Wasn’t expecting this waking up on a late-winter Tuesday morning: the first mostly-New York Johnny Wilson Vimeo upload since “Sup World” back in 2016 + Nik Stain doing Bruns levels of charging through the rickety back remnants of the CBS ledges like it’s Love Park or some shit.
Features a bunch of people you probably haven’t seen much from since the 917 video, which should get you stoked for the upcoming …917 video.
Sometime after the release of We Blew It At Some Point, and in that tiny window before “Mo Bamba” became a year-late inescapable hit, the office floated the idea of doing a remix of Andrew Wilson’s Polar footage to the song. Throughout the spring and early summer, Drew was always the first to throw it on during a car ride to the spot. The hit-anointing gods had other plans, as by the time fall came and our hackers extracted the footage from Pontus’ computer, it was impossible to walk ten feet in New York City — or any other city — and not hear “fuck! shit! bitch!” from someone’s car.
It was too obvious. And as the fall wore on, it got even more obvious. So obvious, that we didn’t even use it for our “Best of 2018” video. Nobody needed to hear “Mo Bamba” unsolicited for a very, very long time.
But we didn’t want to squander our hackers’ sleepless efforts. The footage sat around until Drew sent over a couple songs he thought would go good for a part, and we came up with this — just in time for some snow day hype.
Thanks to Tao, Johnny and Jesse for filming. Thanks to Pontus for the plug, and thanks to divine intervention for keeping us from editing Drew’s We Blew It At Some Point part + a batch of extras to last year’s most obvious song.
Previously: Don’t Call Me Hjalte (I Like It Here Inside My Mind remix.) Full disclosure… when that edit went live in 2017, I was a bit iffy on it, like, on some “oh this could, and should probably be better”-shit, but on revisitation just now that thing fucking goes. Both songs are *fire* and Hjalte still manages to surprise you even when you know all the clips. I edited that thing and was still saying “omg” rewatching it just now.
Words by Frozen in Carbonite
Everyone has their own theory about the point in time when summer ends and winter begins: fantasy football draft night, college kids swarming back into town, the first rainy Sunday when you bust out your favorite sweatpants, when the first beanie appears at the skatepark. (Maybe that’s not the best example, dudes would still skate in beanies* if there was a ledge in, like, Death Valley or some shit.)
ANYWAY, in my neck of the woods, the end of summer was marked by a quaint event at my local bar — perhaps the least “woke” event such an establishment could conceivably host: a bikini contest. Sunday night. Labor Day Weekend.
Unlike that one bikini contest that Ronnie “The Limo Driver” Mund hosted, this particular contest only had five entrants. The emcee set it off with a mandatory disclaimer regarding the importance of respecting women and a stern warning that anyone who failed to follow these guidelines would be removed from the premises. Subsequently, he asked the contestants a series of typical pageant-type questions like “if you were a number, what number would you be,” to which the young lady responded with the most predictable answer in the universe.
Nevertheless, another contestant triumphed that night and took home $500.
Before that, however, these songs and parts fucking powered summer 2018 — notable for a higher than usual number of according-to-Hoyle full-length vids and a lower than usual level of “IS THE FULL-LENGTH VIDEO DEAD?!” prognosticating.
After millions of dollars spent on airfare and accommodations, nearly a full day of traveling over sea and land, and much meticulous planning that it takes to get dozens of boys across the Atlantic, we were in Paris asking the immortal question that guides our lives: “Where are we gonna skate today?”
About 70% of the way through the trip, Nolan revealed that the only reason he swam to Paris (he’s not a big fan of planes) was for the purpose of skating the famous colored manual pad spot seen in a myriad of skate videos growing up. Much to his dismay, when those “where are we gonna skate today?”-convos were taking place and the spot would get mentioned, the proceeding thoughts were familiar…
“I think that’s still under scaffolding?”
“Are there other spots around there?”
“It’s not as good as it looks in videos.”
“We gotta take a train to get there…I kinda wanted to push around today.”
See, it doesn’t matter where you are, or how many new spots you haven’t grown bored of skating you’re surrounded by. The struggle is real no matter where you go. The only difference is you might not be able to kick it with Sophie that day.
Watch below to see if we made it, or if we did in fact, come to Paris for nothing.
YouTube blocked the video is Canada on account of the fire George Michael song. Canadians!!! Here is a Vimeo link.
Edited by Hjalte Halberg. Features Keith Denley, Kadeem Walters, Nolan Benfield, Daniel Kim, Jesse Alba, Chris Milic, Hjalte Halberg, Andrew Wilson, and Zach Baker.
Tompkins local via @dickrizzo on IG
Sick N.B.D. over the Bond Street Gap.
Somehow only catching this one now, but Embassy Skate Shop (Columbus, Ohio) put together one of the best videos of the year thus far. It is tightly-edited, each skater is distinct from the other, and it maintains a tight-knit hometown vibe even though ~half of it is filmed in S.F. Add this and Adam Bos’ “Steel” to your morning rotation.
“With this risk spectrum in mind, when I see a skateboarder do a trick while smoking a cigarette, I can’t help but feel inspired by the sheer audacity involved.” Here is a brief reflection of cigarettes’ role in skateboarding, though it inexcusably writes Mr. Butts out of history. “To young kids, don’t smoke. It’s a horrible habit.”
“Among the improbably growing ranks of skateboard filmers, the thrill of the hunt tends to scale alongside duration.” Since everyone is pissed about our Artforum MasterCard coverage of the Converse video, perhaps you will find Boil the Ocean’s take on Purple less triggering — and maybe laugh at the phrase “something of a freethinking homicidal” as much as I did ;)
Andrew Wilson and some European friends spent a windy week in Marseille.
Hey you’ve probably seen it, but here’s Yaje’s new part that dropped last week.
Connor Champion ♥ has a new edit for Grand Collection *airhorn*:
Even though Shorty’s has been demolished for nearly a year, the “last days” clips are still coming out. It’s with Freddy and Tommy Cuba, so nobody’s complaining :)
Life before cell phones = keeping a foldable card of every skater you’ve ever skated with’s handwritten number in your wallet.
As was the case with Pretty Sweet, the release of Purple has already been supplemented with some cohesive Kenny Anderson remixes. One is exclusively his Cons video footage, whereas another covers all his output from the past two years.
Can’t say Helly Hansen was at the top of the imaginary list of brands to collab with a skateboard company, but they chose a pretty perfect crew to do the “wear test” video for it. QS Budapest 2019…we out?
Yo, big #respect to all the Fast Minds™ out there who think outside the box.
QS Sports Desk Play of the Week: This week, the Rap Desk is filling in for the Sports Desk, and giving the P.O.T.W. to to Young Dolph. (Do you think people will ever stop overreacting to Lebron losing a game in a playoff series? This shit happens every year and it is so annoying. Still hating Lebron in 2018 is like not being at terms with Drake in fucking 2018 — like, who has the time to hold onto some stupid 2011 grudge? Just let go and move on in peace ♥)
Quote of the Week: “She’s like the Jamie Foy of lying.” — Charles Rivard
Forgotten summer classic. Girl you know that Juiceman ride around on all this chrome.
