Brian Panebianco at the ever-enduring ABC Ledges. Photo via Mike Heikkila, who actually has an interview over on the Skate Jawn site.
“The only survivor of this whole mess of skateboard media is Thrasher. And why? Because they’re still owned by a skateboard family…If I ever were to start another magazine, that’s how I would do it.” Hanson O’Haver wrote wrote an awesome oral history of Transworld, which closely parallels the greater story of skateboard media in the last thirty years.
“I didn’t want to be that kid asking for stuff. I’d rather just buy it.” Josh Davis wrote a rad profile of T.J. for Hypebeast’s magazine. They just put up online.
Loved this addition to the recent trend of one-spot montages: “Mecca: A Everson Museum of Art Video” by Lukas Reed, which documents the life of the still-standing Syracuse, NY spot A.K.A. “Love Park if you squint.” Everything from the nostalgic landings in the shoveled out snow piles, to the circa-2002 internet titles/music supervision, to the unexpected Austyn Gillette cameo — the entire video is a fun watch. “Goodwine” is a sick last name.
Watching Paris footage and not being in Paris is kinda how I imagine people going through relationship shit feel when they listen to Drake. Here’s montage #35 from the POP Trading boys, filmed during the last #PFW.
We’re going to start issuing an annual “Non-Skate Journalism” award on QS each December, and this is the frontrunner: Toronto spent $31 million dollars effectively skate-stopping trash cans, but for raccoons looking to eat garbage — only for the raccoons to conquer the trashcan lock mechanism that was said to be “impossible” for them to open (poor guys don’t have thumbs!) If you — as a skateboarder — can’t relate to this tale of raccoon prosperity in the face of drudging humans trying to keep them from having fun, then you are a heartless coward.
Quote of the Week: “I wouldn’t wish a week in North Hollywood on anyone.” — Jesse Alba
July 30th, 2018 · 1:26 pmComments Off on Dog Day Afternoon
A late Monday Links post with a photo of Ri on vacation to accompany a prolonged content slump is practically a QS middle of summer tradition. In all honesty, we’ve been working on backend issues of this circa 2010 ass website for the past few months, and are finally closing in towards the end. After that’s all done, we’re back to bringing you all the hot takes on the Osiris D3 like the rest of the skateboard internet. We even started bringing the real camera out again!
“Don’t let the mainstream media fool you, walls are just vertical floors.” The official roster and challenge list for the 2018 Dime Glory Challenge has been released. See everyone there? (Related and related.)
“It was pretty common to see kids charging through New York City together in big packs, sometimes 30-deep. The energy that creates is insane, and you can’t help but get swept up by it. Everybody’s feeding off it and pushing each other, which I honestly feel was a big contributing factor for all of us progressing so quickly.” Chromeball interview #119 is with Keith Hufnagel.
Vol. 26 of LurkNYC “N.Y. Times” b-sides is now playing over on TWS. Between all the beanies + winter clothes, and that whole hectic section on the Christie Street bike path, it gave the entire QS office crippling anxiety.
Shout out to the Yardsale boys for carving out a #mood with their new full-length video while using the same DSL-R camera that we have been using for QS edits for the bulk of this decade. It is very much documented that some people hate that thing and the quality of footage it produces, but it occupies this loose space between iPhone and going full HPX that compliments homie videos like the YS one quite well.
May 21st, 2018 · 1:34 pmComments Off on Skating Blue Park Is Living A Lie
Our spring line of QS merch will be available via our webstore on Wednesday at midnight E.S.T. (so, technically, Tuesday night). Arriving at U.S. shops now. Arriving Europe, Japan, Canada, globally this week. Check our stockists page. The jackets are fire this season, and the shorts are the best thing we’ve ever made :)
“Skateboarding went down some pretty crazy roads at this time but your trick selection escaped unscathed. I can’t find a single photo of you doing anything embarrassing of the early 90’s variety.” Let’s start this week off on a positive note, with this heartwarming Scott Johnston interview over on Chromeball.
“From The Ground Up” is a short video from some Bronx-based youths. Fun to see yet another generation of kids shred the Courthouse, plus the ender line at Fredrick Douglass Circle in front of the cops’ faces was so sick.
The Elkin raw tapes are still coming through. Leo’s front board 270 behind Supreme is still fire. And it’s so funny how dated footage from even 2013 looks now.
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“Talking about partying, I heard that you earned the title ‘King of Copenhagen’ because of your party skills.” “It’s a heavy title that belongs to Rune Glifberg.” Solo skate mag interviewed Call Me 917 rider, Hugo Boserup.
“I took so much acid that I started riding l*ngb**rds.” The governor of New Jersey has a sharp memory and is endearing as could be in yet another Bobshirt longplayer classic. Tons of stories about S.F/Philly/New York in the nineties, his mom taking him to *the* Banks contest, and plenty of memories about some legendary names.
We live in a place we are often convinced is the center of the world, despite the fact we all fall victim to the same merry-go-round of spots, tricks, ideas, etc. “Steel” is an incredible ten-minute video by Adam Bos filmed throughout that vast state above — in zones that are closer to Toronto than Brooklyn — and feels more refreshing than a lot of what our center-of-the-universe selves have been releasing as of late. Also…do we do another “core” tour? ;)
No other skate crew has logged more hours on the always en vogue corner of Howard and Crosby Streets. “Mean Streets” volume eleven from LurkNYC is now live.
Aaron Herrington reminds you that Diego Najera nollie flipped over Black Hubba, and then had the audacity to follow it up with a switch varial heelflip eight feet over the top of a picnic table. P.S. He nollie flipped over Black Hubba.