Haven’t done a “winter” clip since 2011, but maybe the coldest January-February-March of our lifetime deserves a revival of this non-tradition. (FYI: It’s going back down to thirty-degree temperatures on Saturday.)
Below are the few days that were spent skating in this cold season. It is obvs edited to a song off the album that kept the Quartersnacks office from joining hands and jumping out of our thirty-eighth floor window after reviewing any given ten-day forecast from this past winter. StremmLife is a happy rap classic — and we just trying to have fun yo. (Free idea: Since it’s break-up season and all…if your girl breaks up with you right before all your hot new footage drops, you should def retweak the part to “This Could Be Us” A.K.A. the Rae Sremmurd Blackalicious song.)
New York is kinda hurt, huh? Our baseball team doesn’t have a soul, our basketball team is permanent garbage, our hockey team is irrelevant, our best rapper is 42 (thus also garbage), and our best rapper of the last ten years is serving a 75-year prison sentence. So, it makes perfect sense for our hopes to rest on a doofy whiteboy quarterback…
Already posted this on Facebook, and it has nothing to do with skating, but in case you missed it, this is the most G shit ever. If a skater was going to jump out of the ninth story of a Wilshire Boulevard office building, who would have the best chance of talking him down? Carroll? Rick? The Muska? Rob C? Tony Hawk? Peter Bici?
(Winter = painful. Summer = occasionally uncomfortable. Therefore, complaining about winter = more justified than complaining about summer. It’s not the same thing.)
Updates slowed up a bit due to winter’s cold core getting the best of all productive activity pertinent to this website. However, given the upcoming promise of a forty-degree week, it would make sense to start arranging for content to make its way to this website’s homepage, as statistics tend to indicate a lot of people have been hitting up the front page, seeing the same black and white photo of an early morning coffee cart, and leaving. Some of this irregularity in updating also has to do with Young Jeezy’s ill-advised fifth or sixth attempt at putting his crew on, yielding some rather uncharacteristically, un-motivatial music. This website has always strived to preserve a balance between creating content, and unearthing / aggregating content, and it seems like this absurdly snowy winter (combined with a lack of resources to go to warmer pastures that are friendlier to skateboard content creation) has tipped the scales toward the latter end of things.
Updates resume on Saturday Sunday. In the meantime, here are some past clips to remind us of that wonderful period of existence that needs to arrive sooner than later.
Not sure where this video is based out of (there’s a lot of footage from around here though), but it’s a solid thirty-minute project by Max Hull featuring Dylan James, Paul Tucci and others. A good way to pass the time if you’re forfeiting efforts at skateboarding for a few more weeks.
Great Song Choices in Video Parts: Volume One. Completely forgot Rick had skated to this, at least prior to a few weeks ago when someone’s maligned conception of “a half hour,” turned into us sitting in an office for three-hours and almost watching the entire Girl/Chocolate Box Set.
In case you have been in a place without the internet, Luis Tolentino now rides for DVS and grinds up Houston, Texas handrails with plywood-on-grass runways. Big congratulations goes to Luis, he’s been skating fast as hell, doing his own thing, and channeling New York skating no matter where he is for as long as anyone can remember, so him getting some recognition like that is way overdue.
Japanese MTV ran a New York sightseeing bit on Supreme back in 1996. It’s a time warp into what skating seems to have looked like fifteen years ago: World Industries boards still up on the wall, a copy of Mouse in the video display, bulky-ass skate shoes, Triple Five Soul being down Lafayette Street (That actually lasted much longer than 1996, but unless you were trying to keep swooshy cargo pants or army green bucket hats with stash pockets alive, that probably had little bearing on your existence), and Nas in his Raekwon-envying, confused, chipped tooth era.
Assuming you’re like most people who skateboard and check Crailtap regularly, you have already seen this. In case you missed it, the latest Mini DV Drawer features the B-roll version of Mike Carroll’s masterwork of a downtown Los Angeles line from Fully Flared. I wonder what the original fakie flip inclusive rendition was, before it got switched to the switch frontside 180 / backside flip combo.
Although this website has never really been on some naïve message board nonsense by dwelling too hard (or at all) on skateboarding’s duo of most visible representatives (aside from occasionally complimenting Ryan on his New York based skate tricks)… Sheckler and Dyrdek are really fucking these kids up by endorsing something called “Bill My Parents.”
Some late-90s New Jersey footage from Robert Brink over at Already Been Done. It’s an over four-year-old upload, but it’s new to me. Features some raw Tim O’Connor and Pancho Moler footage, plus shots of the beloved Hoboken Ledges.
There are some new ledges in Boston, they look beveled, but the good ground would probably make up for that. Hopefully the snow covering the northeast right now thaws out by July.
Howard Glover has uploaded the Brooklyn section of his Pre-2K video onto Vimeo. Half of the four minutes is set at the best spot to ever reside on Kings County soil. Billy Rohan insists that the Parks Department stores all of the marble they remove from renovations in some warehouse, i.e. it never simply gets thrown out. We should write up a letter telling them to keep their skate parks, and just install a few skate friendly plazas throughout the city with already-skated-on marble.