Bones Brigade: An Autobiography premiere’s in London

Bones brigade autobiography london

London’s Prince Charles cinema was awash with rad dad’s, old rippers and many other skaters who had crawled out of the 80’s skateboard woodwork last night to wallow in nostalgia from Stacy Peralta’s autobiography on the life and times of the infamous Bones Brigade. The cinema was a packed house, made up of skateboarders who’d traveled from all over the country. Even Krooked’s head chef, Mark Gonzales took a seat at this London premiere, treating those around him to his own running commentary as the film featured the rising fame of Tony Hawk, Rodney Mullen, Steve Caballero, Mike McGill, Tommy Guerrero and Lance Mountain.

The Bones Brigade individually spill the beans on the ups and downs of the fame, fortune and fatigue from a golden era that projected them to the very forefront of world skateboarding, before a split in the group and the uprising of street skating forced them go their seperate ways.

For us, the highlights came from Lance Mountain, whose background, words and overall presence is to be admired. Fred Durst’s contributions were thankfully masked by a vociferous response from the audience, who heckled his every word. Stacy Peralta’s acting skills were also noted by many, but, unfortunately, the team’s mentor will probably never receive an Oscar for this performance. His pained, self-agrandising delivery only highlighted the fact that the Bones Brigade were the actual heroes from back in the day; and they all came out of this emotional rollercoaster with their heads held high.

That aside, Peralta’s job of stitching this story together is to be commended, and overall, Bones Brigade: An Autobiography has delivered an essential piece of the Californian skateboard jigsaw, documenting the incredible history and success of the 80’s scene. It’s a must-see flick. Look out for the DVD that will drop into skateboard shops later this month.


The Couch Potato #3 Halloween video special!

There are so many skate jams all over the world celebrating Halloween these days that we decided to bring a selection to you on one plate so you can get the teas on, hit the sofa and indulge in the delights that others have spent hours tirelessly working on. There will be more to surface over the next few days, so once you have taken in the gore from this lot, expect a few more to be added as they drop.

If you have photos or footage to send in from your Halloween experiences, do it.


The Transworld park was treated to a private hell sesh. See who turned up for the ride here:


The Kill City team Carve Wicked in this amazing new clip from Lee Dainton and Richard P Walton featuring the Horror that has been unleashed from the Welsh skate scene for this Halloween. Explosive stuff from Goon TV.


Members of Witchcraft, Real and many more get stuck into Plymouth’s Prime park for Hellfest 2.


Missed this? How, it’s all over our site?! No real explanation needed, just click play for the outcome of our very own Halloween Massacre Jam at the BaySixty6 park this week. More goodness from this can be found here.


Total annihilation from Russo, Tershy, Jaws and many more!


Unlike the Saffron Walden locals, the Majer Crew actually all dressed up for their local skate park jam and that’s why they are featured here instead.


When Bucky Lasek throws a Halloween Jam in his backyard bowl, you either go, or watch the footage. Check this session out. Ridiculous skateboarding, amazing outfits, fun times.

Bucky Lasek’s Bowl-B-Q Halloween Skate Jam 2012 from Dylan Pfohl on Vimeo.


Fueled by the Dead Kennedy’s classic tunes, Portland’s skate scene get amongst the crete for a session celebrating the park’s 22nd Birthday. 9 minutes of gnar right here.


Costa Mesa skater Franky Villani chose Halloween as a date to unleash this beast of an edit that he has been working on for a while. If you are tired of watching bowl shredding, here’s one from the streets.


There’s nothing like a Ween filled mini ramp sesh, especially from the lifers at Lowcard who put in some serious work. This looked like it was a blast! Push play for Jerry Gurney, Jack Given, Toad, Zak G, Manbaby, and Adrian Mallory.

Halloween at the LCHQ… from lowcard magazine on Vimeo.


If this is just the teaser, we cannot wait until the full edit drops.

Teaser Halloween Deadless 2012 from Deadless Skateboard on Vimeo.

DIAL 666!

The Devil rolls the only way he can, and that means that he is mostly alone. Volcom’s park in Costa Mesa takes some from Tyler Mumma’s roasting hot attire.

Dial 666 from Giovanni Angelone on Vimeo.

Searching For The Sugarman

“Searching For Sugarman”

I’m always game for an interesting Rock’n’Roll documentary, even if it’s about a musician or genre I’m not that familiar with. If the subject’s story is told and filmed well, then I’m sure to get something out of it. And I sure got something out of this truly unique tale.

“Searching For Sugarman” follows the curious journey of Sixto Rodriguez, an enigmatic young Hispanic troubadour, who plays in the bars of Sixties Detroit, and soon draws the attention of a local record producer. For an idealistic working class lad, that doesn’t exactly seem to have his eye on the prize, Rodriguez lands a record deal with Hollywood based Sussex Records, which takes him to California. Sussex thinks they have just signed the new Bob Dylan, and their boy is going to be a mega-star. But his debut album “Cold Fact” is a total flop, and its follow up, “Coming From Reality”, fares little better. Dropped by his label, Rodriguez returns to Detroit, and soon drops completely off the radar.

The entertainment business is littered with similar tales of artistes whose careers were over before they’d even begun, and barely even made the ‘Where Are They Now’ file. So here’s the twist; a copy of “Cold Fact” turns up in early Seventies South Africa, a country under the control of an ugly government, determined to enforce their twisted vision of racial superiority through apartheid. But lots of young white Afrikaners had no interest in living in a country divided upon racial lines, and were determined to make their opinions heard. Via word of mouth, and copied tapes, imports, and no doubt a fair few bootlegs, “Cold Fact” becomes the soundtrack to their protests, and a massive hit in South Africa, selling by the bucket load. Licensed to at least 3 local labels, the owners, who are all interviewed, confirm they sent royalties diligently back to the publishers. And I believed them. Unlike the most likely recipient of the funds, former Sussex Records head honcho Clarence Avant, who reacts to questions of the royalties whereabouts with an aggressive hostility that implies he’s trying to cover up the truth.

Back in the USA, Rodriguez was oblivious to his cult status, thousands of miles away, in Southern Africa, where, the fate of their musical icon is somewhat more distorted, and rumors of his demise include him having committed suicide on stage. The rumors become folklore, and accepted as fact. Rodriguez RIP.

Enter the wonderful Stephen “Sugar” Segerman, a super fan of Rodriguez’s music, and determined to learn what did actually happen to the man whose music inspired his generation. He studies the lyrics for clues, utilizes the internet, and makes an ally in music journalist Craig Bartholomew-Strydom. Between them… well, I wont give too much more away, but needless to say, they come up trumps, and not only succeed with satisfying their own obsessive curiosity, but fulfill a dream that no-one in their home country thought possible.

I left the cinema totally bowled over by this fascinating story. The filming by Malik Bendjelloul and Camilla Skagerström is wonderfully shot, and incredibly creative. Honestly, if you get a chance to catch this either on the big screen, or when it’s released on DVD, don’t snooze on it, this is one of the best films I’ve seen in ages.

Pete Craven

Title Fight Stream Documentary Online

Punk band Title Fight are streaming the first part of their tour documentary online (which was directed and edited by Alex Henery). The film features Title Fight performances on massive stages as support to Rise Against from the April/May 2012 “Endgame” Tour.

Title Fight are over in the UK next month for a one off co-headline show with La Dispute at The Garage in London before heading of on a full Euro tour.

The Art of Rap – Something From Nothing

Ice-T’s directorial debut is a documentary of epic yet intimate proportions as he embarks upon a series of discussions with legendary rappers and purveyors of hip-hop in the cities of New York, Detroit and Los Angeles. Not a history lesson per se, the film merely touches on some of the more historical elements of the genre – how it originated, how it progressed and grew – but focuses more on each rapper’s individual process and attitude towards lyrics as well as their theories on why it’s not quite a well-respected art form in the same respect as jazz or blues.

A whole host of MCs offers up insight on their approach towards rhymes and one of the overwhelming features of the film is how we see rappers with actual pen and paper crafting their verse with consideration and diligence. This is not something that the genre of hip-hop often brings to mind. Seeing Grandmaster Caz’ obvious irritation at running out of ink and having to switch pens halfway through his flow is something quite brilliant. His neat handwriting fills the page, albeit littered with F words and N words. Another who is interviewed by the always eloquent and directive Ice-T discusses the construction of a track from the outline of a plot, kicking off with its conclusion and there are also some great shots of sheets of paper with flowchart diagrams tracking the progression of lyrical content. Dr Dre teaches us that Tupac wrote all his lyrics (again with pen and paper) inside the vocal both and then would lay them down immediately.

This film teaches us many things about legendary rappers’ processes and also how they think the genre is viewed and why it’s perceived in such a way. It also brings us a series of original a capellas as the likes of KRS-One, Melle Mel, Q-Tip and Kanye West present original rhymes direct to camera, prompting woops, gasps and general sounds of approval even in a half empty cinema. This is the sort of piece of cinema that should really be shown in schools and universities in years to come but is also a thoroughly enjoyable way to spend a couple of hours.

Sarah Maynard

Salad Days Washington Hardcore documentary

fugazi_dischordIf you are like us and grew up listening to the sounds of Bad Brains, Fugazi, Minor Threat and beyond, get ready for another dose of reminiscing the good old days of US hardcore.

Salad Days:The Washington DC Punk Revolution is the work of Scott Crawford and Jim Saah and is looking likely to be aired in 2013. The film is said to be half way to completion to date and will be covering the 80’s hardcore scene throughout a decade of music.

The usual names and faces have already been mentioned and associated with interview time within the film such as Grohl, Rollins, Mackaye etc so expect a comprehensive discussion looking back at one of punk rock’s most exciting scenes of music in the US from the fanzines, labels promoters and bands who made it all tick.

Watch: Tron Legacy Mini Ramp

Yeah you can’t finish a week better than this…

Melbourne based interactive designers ENESS were asked to create something to bring skateboarding fully into the digital age. Forget straight-to-itunes edit, what everyone really wants is a session where we replace the beers and dog piss with streaming neon lights and electronic fireworks.

This session went down at the Tron: Legacy premiere in Melbourne, a film which you should probably go see. Because it’s awesome. As is the video below. Enjoy.

Tron Legacy Premiere – A Light Session from ENESS on Vimeo.

Film Review: Tron: Legacy

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The sequel to Tron was always destined to be met with a mixed reception. After all, it’s more-or-less impossible in today’s filmmaking arena to match what the original Tron had achieved in terms of its cultural impact, its technological progress and its narrative innovation: introducing Carrol’s fantastical down-a-rabbit-hole plot to an electronic man-made world that so perfectly explored the late 20th century human dilemma; selfishly thinking about what technology can do for us and not worrying about what it can do to us. Since then, the idea had been done to death as sci-fi met cyberpunk and went mainstream, not too long before The Matrix turned up and established itself as the coolest looking thing ever while at the same time turning Tron’s concept upside down and presenting the programmed world as what we know to be the real world. Tron: Legacy’s tagline is ‘The Game Has Changed‘, and that it undoubtedly has… and has done already many, many times over since 1982.

So the big question is, what have they actually made in this new environment? They’ve cockteased fanboys everywhere for five years with acts as simple as putting a 2 in the title (TR2N) and have made a decision as bold – but immensely apt – as to have Daft Punk score the soundtrack. The hype was ludicrous. We live in the most perpetually hyped up era of visual media that has ever existed, but Tron: Legacy took the biscuit, ate it and subsequently boasted that it was about to drop the raddest shit you’ve ever seen. Well…

It is, at the very least, the raddest shit you will see all year. And let us not forget that Inception came out this year. Yes, Tron: Legacy is aesthetically more stunning than a Christopher Nolan movie. Digest that for a second…

That is not to say it suffers from some issues, but these were all inevitable. It was always going to have staple Hollywood moments thrown in, some more clunky than others, but even the most gorgeously dystopian backdrop (and they are gorgeous… and very dystopian) is vandalised by Sam Flynn’s (played decently by Garret Hedlund) at times ridiculous voice; as though Kosinski had said to him every other scene “hey! before this bit of dialogue, why not smoke five packs of cigarettes, drink a litre of bourbon and pretend you’re Solid Snake pretending to be Solid Snake pretending to be Raiden”. But then, annoying as this is, it’s instantly forgivable because Jeff Bridges is Jeff Fucking Bridges and Olivia Wilde looks like the Mirror’s Edge girl in a massively desaturated world, which is awesome regardless of what you want from the film. Really awesome in fact. Really awesome.

Really awesome.

At times the mise-en-scene looks like a refined pastiche of all successful sci-fi / fantasty films over the past two decades that has been topped with blue and orange neon lights like what a Japanese Jaffa Cake box might look like. The skyscrapers rise with the gloom of Ridley Scott’s Los Angeles in Bladerunner, the outlands look like a blend of the Matrix’s ‘real world’ and Oddworld’s Rupture Farms and the light-jet battle is basically Star Wars Episode 1’s podracing scene but less cripplingly awful. But it’s all so visually rewarding and satisfying, for both your average filmgoer and all the sci-fi neeks who should admire how tastefully the influences are moulded together to create a genuinely new both inspired and imaginative world which makes Avatar look like it was designed by five year old in MS Paint.

It is in the visual appeal where Tron: Legacy is both at its most successful and its most relentlessly awesome. Sure, it’s Kosinki’s strongest director trait, but the CGI is used to an effect that substitutes tacky for the fantastic, whilst utilising 3D technology not for a better box office performance but to totally redefine the often overused word ‘immersive’. If Avatar was a bar of chocolate then Tron is visual hit from a class A drug. It makes the little narrative niggles that podcasting neckbeards will inevitably argue over totally redundant, while reminding you just how phenomenal the Tron world is. Who cares about where the world cup is hosted when we can watch Sam Flynn enter THE GRID, hook up with the program that has a human complex, Quorra (adorably played by Olivia Wilde who should wear that wig for the rest of her life), beat the shit out of Rinzler, ride through an expertly choregraphed and thrilling light cycle sequence, and then battle countless programs in a pixelated nightclub with a neon frisbee while Daft Punk look at each other, nod, and then proceed to drop the biggest beat in the film diegetically while Jeff Bridges struts around talking like Jeff Bridges. It is mindblowing escapism at its absolute best.

So conceptually it’s a little weak, but I think most of us were expecting that. But as a feature film spectacle, it is a visceral gift to even the most imaginative dreamers and sci-fi lovers that somehow delivered more than my fanboy expecations craved for. Tron: Legacy will leave you breathless, it will leave you exhausted, it will leave you wanting more and most importantly, it will leave you completely and utterly derezzed.


Tron: Legacy is out in UK cinemas on the 17th December.