Right, I’m not sure where to start really. I’ve never read a sock review before so don’t really know what to write about. Well here goes.
The first thing you notice about these Crailtap socks is probably how hideous they are. Argyle never suits, or has ever suited anyone, even golfers. I suppose at least these are made of some of the less offensive argyle out there.
I’ve got to say, they are damn comfy. Never thought I’d say that about a pair of socks, but as soon as I pulled them on over my gnarled-up skate feet I was walking around in a world of soft. One gripe I have with them is the lack of friction between the socks and the inner soles of my skate shoes, so I feel a little like I’m walking around on highly polished wooden floors. A few more tests and it seems to happen with most of my other shoes, so think about your sock/shoe combos carefully before going out. Safety first kids.
As with everything associated with the Crailtap family, there is a small Crail logo on the ankle. In pink silk stitching, just to add to how ludicrously ugly these socks are. If the argyle pattern doesn’t stop your girlfriend from talking to you, the pink logo will.
What I loved about these socks was the slogan printed on the sole of them, that no-one will see unless you are giving them a swift kick to the face, which won’t even hurt anyway because you’re wearing socks. The saving grace of having the words ‘Putting the sole in asshole’ made me piss myself laughing when I saw it. The girlfriend was only mildly amused and kept saying how worried she was that I was this excited about a pair of socks, and that I should probably sleep on the sofa tonight.
We all know that Crailtap don’t take themselves too seriously, which is why they have created such a hideous pair of footgloves. Argyle, pink logos, the word ‘asshole’: these all add up to a stupid pair of socks that give you at least 5 minutes of entertainment before one of them disappears into the void where socks hang out and fuck each other.
Moose
8/10
The board arrived in a futuristic plastic wrap with the words “Experimental” in bold stamped on top. A Rodney Mullen signature model of yet another ground-breaking design- the Uberlight- had arrived, and I was to be its test pilot.
Well, that’s not exactly true. You see, after 6 weeks of skating this board still has impressive pop and strength, but the wood has begun to wear down a bit and the shape isn’t keeping up appearances either. I don’t know exactly what strain of wood Almost have used to ply the Uberlight, but after a month, the tail was almost shaved down to a razor and the tail felt like it had sunk slightly. The most annoying thing about this design though was it’s shape: A strange sort of double nose- or should I say double tail because the nose was pretty tiny in actual fact. Popping nollies of this length of wood and carbon was a lot harder than you’d expect. I’d like to think I was getting weaker with old age, but since I swapped boards, I know that that is not the case.
To be perfectly honest, I still can’t figure out how having a comic strip painted across the bottom of a skateboard resembles Rick’s love of shoes, but in all honesty, who gives a flying fuck; It’s a skateboard at the end of the day and the graphic is the first thing to go!
One of the first shoes I ever skated in, all those years ago was a pair of
British summers are amazing, we get 3 months of sun (supposedly) and then we are rained on consistently. Thankfully
I’ve always been a fan of
Anything titled the Uncle Rico has to be picked up. It’s a fact. When this shirt left the packaging and pulled itself over my head i knew that i was going to fall in love. It doesn’t happen often.





The pair I tested skated straight out of the box which always sets things off to a good start, and after a good couple of months, I could still attend extra-curricular activities in them without fear of people spotting my socks through a hole, or my feeble attempt at threading three short pieces of lace together.
First off, I think I should mention that I’m writing this review whilst listening to Carcass “Symphonies of Sickness” just because it automatically tells you, the reader, how cool I actually am. Note- gore rather than black metal- which is a bit gay nowadays. Plus Carcass are from the Midlands, like Black Sabbath.
Other things to note about this skateboard-