“It’ll probably be edited to Bone Thugs or some shit.” — “Quartersnacks” Google Alert from the Slap message board discussing the Ramondetta remix. One of the finer moments in QS Google Alert history.
No, it’s not edited to Bone Thugs. But it is edited to something equally irreconcilable with any soundtrack expectations you’d have for a Peter Ramondetta part, much in the tradition of that time Westgate went to Mars.
Alternate YouTube Link: Colossal sized Picassos
(Photo stolen from Travis Jensen’s Flickr page. More details about the photo, Hubba Hideout, San Francisco, etc. can be found in this old post. “Imagine working a shitty job and copping that flick one day.” — The G-Man.)
As per the results of your votes for the third installment of the QS Since Day One remixes, Peter Ramondetta’s part is the next, and final full-part chapter from the video. If you’re familiar with this website’s soundtrack biases, and have seen a Ramondetta part before, you already know that the music associated with each couldn’t be further apart. Luckily, the crew at Real is pretty “Do whatever the hell you want” about everything, allowing us to create perhaps the first non-metal / AC/DC / angry-white-music Ramondetta part. Sorry to disappoint the people (i.e. Marquez) who would blurt out “Don’t say motherfucker, motherfucker” at random moments for the entire year after Roll Forever came out. We’d consider utilizing Turbonegro if they had a song with a 2 Chainz feature. They might just be the only musical act on the planet who have yet to summon his services for a guest verse.
Teaser below. Remix online next week. Extended Since Day One B-sides to follow. Still waiting on Ty Evans to get in touch with us regarding a honorary Pretty Sweet guest edit slot. Previously: Dennis Busenitz remix, Ishod Wair remix, DVD extras + Todd Shaw re-edit.
Have a good weekend.
Saw a new video on 48 Blocks (embedded at the bottom of this post) and got hyped enough to go looking for some lifestyle-y SF photos from the nineties.
Somehow wound up on Flickr and spotted this Ramondetta photo (yes, obviously, it’s not from the nineties) from Travis Jensen’s Flickr page, with this write-up below:
“My office is located on the 6th Floor of one of the Embarcadero Center Towers in downtown San Francisco. The view overlooks world renowned skate spot “Hubba Hideout.”
Located in Ferry Park, in the heart of The City’s Financial District, Hubba Hideout consists of two waist-high ledges that align the stairs of the elevated walkway connecting Ferry Park and One Maritime Plaza. Hubba, if you don’t know, is slang for crack. The spot, which sits on a slight hill surrounded by large trees, earned its nickname in the early ‘90s, as it was a popular incognito place for individuals to congregate and smoke crack, high-level execs in tailor-made suits included.
Now a popular afternoon drinking and weed smoking spot, throughout the 90s and into the early millennium, Hubba Hideout to street skateboarding was like Maverick’s or Pipeline is to surfing, meaning you didn’t skate there unless you knew what the hell you were doing. Many a skaters have gotten their asses handed to them on a platter messing around at Hubba.
In the early millennium, the city and many businesses were able to curb skateboarding with the induction of skate-stoppers (steel knobs affixed to ledges, handrails and other surfaces to prevent skateboarding). Hubba was one of the first spots to go. The spot has since been de-knobbed by local vigilante skateboarders at least ten times.
Although there are currently no skate stoppers on the ledges, the city has removed a good chunk of the landing area and replaced it with gravel, making the spot virtually unskateable without lying down a sheet of plywood, masonite or metal.
Occasionally, from the 6th floor of my office, I’ll see skaters — tourists mostly, sizing up the ledges. Very few actually skate them. They mostly go there to pay homage. However, on the day this particular photo was taken, I heard the clickety-clack of skateboards and looked down to see professional skateboarders Peter Ramondetta and Brian Anderson, photographer Gabe Morford, and a couple other cats that I couldn’t make out. Peter and Brian were gearing up to get down on the ledges. I took this as a que to get my camera.
