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Win 10 pairs of tickets to February’s Klub Kerrang!

Crossfire are teaming up with Klub Kerrang! at Koko in Camden on the 3rd Saturday of every month!.

To celebrate this month’s club night on February 17th, which will see The Blackout and The Ghost Of A Thousand perform live, we have a great prize up for grabs.

In order to win one of 10 pairs of tickets for this event, you need to be on the ball with your thinking caps on.

The winners will be picked by our own fair hands and the winners will be notified by email or phone on February 15th. Hurry up and enter!

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Heroin Horror

Arrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!!!!! The new Heroin Illustrator series is here, and darkman French has been brought in as demon designer.

This new deck is absolutely shocking!

www.heroinskateboarding.com

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Choose Skateboarding

This story is just one of the many that i have to put up with living in London on a weekly basis but this one really hit home.

I want to bring it to your attention as it it happened on the very street that i lived for 5 years and now i live only 5 mins walk from the spot where Tom ap Rhys Pryce was brutally stabbed to death for £20 in cash, his mobile phone and an oyster card.

If you ever wondered why this website is called Caught in the Crossfire you probably have your answer from reading this very page as the UK has become a breeding ground for youth culture that is simply out of control due to various factors that will be discussed in this More To Life feature. It’s not big, it’s not clever but it’s a reality; violent crime is not going away and when it’s opened up on your own doorstep with the entire country looking in from every media angle, one feels as though it’s time to talk about it.

Tom ap Rhys Pryce was coming home from a hard days graft as a lawyer in London on January 12 2006. He left the station where murderers Donnel Carty, 19, of Kensal Green, and Delano Brown, 18, of Sudbury Hill, North-West London had already mugged one person as they left the tube. Little did Tom know that 10 minutes later, he would be a victim of a voilent stabbing that led to his life being taken from him merely for £20 in cash, a mobile phone and an oyster card. He was stabbed in the arm, face, and twice in the chest as he tried to defend himself, as you would fighting for your life against 2 grown men. His assailants left him to die in the gutter and left blood-splattered along the street where he tried his hardest to make it home to get help a few doors away….

Yesterday (28.11.06) these 2 murdering scumbags were sentenced to life in prison but life means 17-21 years thesedays and you know that good behaviour can sometimes almost half a sentence, so will these people be able to have freedom again unlike Tom ap Rhys Pryce? Should they not be banished to LIFE in prison for such a callous, greedy murder? It seems these days that the law has become useless and hardly a deterrent to stop crimes like this taking place…

When i grew up we had respect for people, our fathers would come home and you would run to avoid being collared and given the bollocking you probably deserved but these days, parents cannot even raise a hand to a child for fear of prosecution. Even though we were little buggers skating the streets at silly hours of the morning and doing outr thing, we would never dream of doing what kids are doing today. I know times change but it’s becoming ridiculous.

How many more yellow police signs do i have to witness on the streets in my area? Is is the same where you live? Is it? I want to know and know today because this has issue become a sick joke. Please click here and leave your message if so.

Are the sentences in this country too weak? Why are the judges not sentencing these people to bigger jail terms? Why am i hearing that prisoners have Xbox consoles to play on?

Is it lack of postive role models and/or education? Is it their inability to see that 50 cent and So Solid Crew are just entertainment? Is it the fact that most kids smoke manufactured, home-made chemical filled skunk and are slowly rotting their brains?

I have so many questions and not many answers anymore. But what i do know is that i’m sick of seeing this happen in my area and i’m sick of hearing about it spreading like a social disease.

I hope that somehow, the sentence these people received this week will this be a deterrent for the thousands of other kids out there who treat human life worse than animals, somehow i doubt it, it may be too late.

I’m sure people would think twice if there was a zero tolerance system put in place and people thought twice, but this will only come good if the funding that is spent on fony wars can be brought back into our own country.

IN THE MEANTIME – CHOOSE SKATEBOARDING

Z-Ed

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More To Life – Big Brother Is Watching!

Live transmissions…

Crossfire’s communication with Maxwell Woodger Esq is rudimentary to say the least. The interns usually have to slave over the transcription of barely decipherable notes scribbled and sellotaped together by our man in the wilderness.

However, this week’s instalment was different- an audio cassette tape with a recorded conversation between Maxwell and various John Does. Needless to say the quality was awful, and the intern has suffered sleepless nights since. Here is the main body of the recording transcribed to the best of our abilities. Have we returned to the early days of informants and skulduggery..?

[The sound of a crowded bar can be heard. A group is whooping it up to the sounds of Bryan Adams and Melanie C. a.k.a. Sporty Spice singing When You’re Gone.]

Maxwell – Don’t talk to me about politics!

Voice 1 – Whatever buddy… It’s just a pity it took people so long to realise what was wrong with their country. Hell! The revolution no longer exists. The real power is in the vote, but the people would rather vote for reality TV shows rather than who’s running their country.

Maxwell – Damn right. Heads have already started to roll in the Whitehouse, but I heard ol’ Dubbya has called in the old guard. Bush Senior’s little helpers have been brought out of the dark closet to try and patch things up. Here’s to bad Karma and dog fighting!

Voice 1 – Cheers!

[ Two glasses clink together. A roar is heard from the crowd]

Maxwell – Goddammit! Since when has Karaoke become a national sport?

Voice 1 – I guess since Scarlett Johanssen and Bill Murray met in Tokyo…

[Laughter]

Maxwell – Ahhh… Scarlett!

[Glasses clink again]

Maxwell – Any news on those Pony skin booties I ordered? It’s been three weeks already.

Voice 1 – Yeah, the Sheik has chosen one of his finest Steeds’ offspring and the Executioner will perform a ceremonial slaying for you next week.

Maxwell – Sweet! They’ll be ready in time for [Inaudible] I heard The Colonel will be present.

* Here the tape cuts to a brief intermission of street sounds and then what would seem to be a corner store.

Voice 2 – We don’t sell gel here, sir.

Maxwell – So, you’re telling me you don’t sell tubes of KY Jelly, but you’ve got a special discount on 12 inch graphite God Sticks? What use is one without the other, eh!

Voice 2 – We have special price for you, sir. Good customer!

Maxwell – Yeah, well someone will be standing in church tomorrow…

Voice 3 – Why don’t you contact our man in Naples? You know he’s always got stock, plus real Italian leather gives a better slap than modern graphite.

Maxwell – No, no, no, no…! Naples is off the radar at the moment. Prime Minister Prodi is cracking down on the Camorra big time. Calling in the army and all! It’s far too hot for duty free debauchery over there at the mo’.

[An audible slap is heard, followed by the ringing of something hard run along metal railings]

Maxwell – Ha! Check out the grip on this beast!

* The tape cuts again and three Kylie Minogue songs sung in Cantonese play in their entirety.

[The sound of a car driving at high speed along a beaten track with the club anthem The Cure And The Cause by Fish Go Deep featuring Tracey K can be heard blaring out of the car stereo]

Voice 4 – …so I told the old man to keep the beef jerky in the cupboard. The baby was screaming and hot water was on the boil. That’s when [Inaudible] ha! Ha!

Maxwell – Goddammit! You and your boys never cease to amaze me! Ha! Remember that time I pushed you off the mezzanine? Ha! The look in your eyes as you fell…

Voice 4 – yeah… Watch the road man!

[A screech of tyres and flying gravel is heard.]

Maxwell – Take it easy buddy! You’re in safe hands here. Nobody can hear, see or smell you out here – Trust me!

Voice 4 – That’s impossible! CCTV cameras spread like a virus nowadays. The US and EU are sharing data all day everyday. Credit card details, proof of address, next of kin, political stance, eye colour… The list goes on and on. You don’t really think 3 hours is necessary to board a flight, do you???

[Someone raises the volume on the car stereo to such a level that the recording begins to fuzz. Words become very hard to distinguish.]

Voice 4 – Rats!!! Rats!!! Vermin!!! Spreading like… [Inaudible]

Maxwell – Fonky! Fonky!

[The tune changes to Sweet Like Chocolate by Shanks and Bigfoot. The car suddenly swerves to a halt.]

Maxwell – Oh no… Bad vibes. What is this radio??? Get out goddammit! Get out!!! And take this with you…

* The tape ends here. We have yet to make contact with Maxwell Woodger Esq. again.

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Dom Joly Ringtones

We may get in the shit for doing this, but, you know what, sometimes if you want the biscuit, you’ve got to risk it…

So, last week, Dom Joly was in a studio editing footage for a new show called Happy Now? It’s a hidden-camera sketch show he’s made exclusively for your mobile.

Happy Now? stars Dom’s legendary Big Mobile Phone Man character from Trigger Happy TV, who has swapped his big mobile phone for an enormous bluetooth earpiece! Check out the photo, which Dom’s PR people were happy to give us when we told them that we wanted to write about Happy Now?

What we didn’t tell them was that a friend-of-Crossfire’s was in the studio when Dom recorded some x-rated ringtones for his mates…and that he nicked them.

These ringtones are funny-as-fuck, they were never supposed to be heard by the public and we encourage you to download them now before we get busted.

Enjoy!

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Reign In Blood

“The Devil came here yesterday… in this very spot it smells like sulphur.”

Ha! Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez didn’t beat around the bush when he gave his speech at the United Nations General Assembly in New York last week. Give the guy an Oscar! If I wasn’t mistaken, I even heard the audience of diplomats and officials laugh and applaud at such a statement.

George W. Bush wasn’t laughing. Instead he was getting ready to detain the Venezuelan Foreign Minister at a New York Airport and apply the thumb screws.

You see, Chavez might look at Bush as the Devil, but he isn’t alone in his claims. According to the age old technique of Gematria which accords numbers to ancient Hebrew letters, George Walker Bush adds up to an amazing 6-6-6! You can try that with any other dangerous dictators like Stalin, Mao or even Hitler, and it still wouldn’t add up so precisely. Can you smell the sulphur too? Can you??

There’s more.

Just when you might have thought Bush was your average Joe who appreciated a bit of good ol’ heavy metal seeing how he threw those Horns up on various occasions- you’re wrong. He’s simply saluting us all with the signal of hellfire and brimstone. His official excuse for the Satanist Sign is that it was a greeting fellow Texas Longhorn sports fans shared. Uh-huh.

Saddam Hussein’s entire defence group walked out on him the other day. Maybe they’re in need over at the White House because the evidence is starting to pile up, isn’t it? A US president has 4 years to get re-elected, and Bush has managed to summon the Underworld powers just enough to scrape a second term in power. Can the Angels reign from above in 2009 and fight the forces of evil that control the Western World???

I’m not a religious man, but isn’t it fun to twist and torque fables and facts to produce 200 words of pure fantasy and prophesy! I mean, isn’t that what Bush does on a daily basis..?

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Maxwell Woodger
02/10/2006

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Independent Trucks 129s

I just split my Indy baseplate.

Argh!!! I mean, Independent Trucks are the benchmark for all skateboard trucks to try and achieve. They are THE strongest trucks ever built. They have THE best turning circle. And, they possess THE best grind.

So what went wrong? Well, apparently a bad batch got moulded and this resulted in bent axles and broken hangers. But, hey! Don’t let a few bad apples spoil the bunch, right?

Honestly, skate material cannot be indestructible (no matter how much companies would like you to think otherwise!), otherwise where would they make their money and innovate into new areas? But Independent Trucks have stood the test of time over and over again when it comes to stability and no nonsense quality.

The trademark truck has seen support from 4 generations of skateboarders, and I doubt the metal forgery will stop there. News of an Eric Koston Low-Riding model is doing the rounds!

So, despite a split baseplate, I can still skate these 129s and I even have a second set ready to roll in case I don’t manage to successfully a hot molten lava ledge this afternoon.

9/10

Ralph Lloyd-Davis

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Current TV

When you aren’t downloading and ripping footy from Youboob and the like, get your internet heads screwed over to Current TV which hosts shed loads of footage for your easy chair pleasure. Here’s a little taster of stuff to watch out for:

Vote For Thrasher episode aired 09/23/06

Save Trestles episode aired 09/22/06

Skatopia air date 09/21/06

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Bull In The Heather

Maxwell Woodger Esq.
Thursday, 07 September 2006

What do you do between 8.43 and 10.28 in the morning?

I’m usually in my cotton pyjamas, splitting a grapefruit in half and straining some French Breakfast tea. Five years ago I was chilling in the wilderness with a wide brimmed sun hat and a pool table, potting the stripes as the Experimental Jet Set Trash and No Star played softly out of the stereo. For relaxing times, make it Santorini times, eh?

Where were you?

Over the next few weeks you’ll remember exactly what you were doing, where you were, who you were with and which socks you were wearing. September 11th looms on the horizon like the Four Horsemen and Monday will be the fifth anniversary to a deep rift in society, history and geo-politics. Two planes, Two Towers and thousands of shattered lives.

In one hour and 45 minutes everything changed.

Whilst people suffer and try to find closure, one man won’t let the ashes rest. Like a perverted blessing from the Devil, George W. Bush preaches the worth of such an awful moment in history as something that validates violence, oppression and war. This pseudo political puppet hides the faces of warlords and evangelism as he smokes out the invisible threats of terror. If someone needed the definition of Fear and Loathing (HST R.I.P.), the technique with which the American Government handles business is about as close as you’ll get.

You can enjoy your new season of Lost, or take the kids to the pantomime this weekend, but that won’t rid us of the fact that Iran is waving nuclear weapons in the face of the impotent United Nations; thousands of civilians are dying in Iraq because of a battle for Oil reserves; Lebanese nationals refuse to return home because the war between the Israeli Army and Hezbollah is far from over; the British Prime Minister Tony Blair refuses to give up his position despite public and private outcries of change. He is delusional and dreams of resigning to a fanfare of a golden trumpets and tea with the Queen. His belligerence has taken his country down a dark passage that hasn’t seen so much deceit, death and doom since the dark Ages.

So, five years ago I was bathing in the late summer sun and unwinding to the voice of Kim Gordon. Today I am hunkered down with grey clouds overhead. The 24 Hour news channels prophesize about Peace in the Middle East, whilst unconfirmed sightings of the Four Horsemen on the Western Horizon scroll across the bottom of the screen.

Sorry if this diatribe has brought you down, but times are a-changing. It only took one hour and forty-five minutes for the tables to turn. That’s like stepping into the cinema for the Monday Morning matinee to work your imagination for a couple of hours, except this is reality and no-one knows when the story’s going to end…