Air Supply Can Eat My Ass

I’ve undertaken a huge mission. Perhaps even a journey. A musical journey. You see, I have quite a large music collection on an external harddrive for my work computer. I’m sitting there eight hours everyday, so I have to make it interesting somehow. Anyway, the collection is standing at 32489 songs right now, and I have 23236 I haven’t listened to yet. I’ve recently decided that I’m going to listen to every single song from beginning to end. You won’t believe the terror and delights I’ve already experienced in my ten work days or so of this adventure. On a good day I can knock off 150-200 songs, but sometimes I’ll get mired in a bog of some…let’s say…Air Supply, or something equally as painful. I hope I can make it. Regardless, I’ll keep you all updated, because I know this is all really interesting and important.

Good story. Hey, give me a break, at least I’m not talking about how I went to the art museum last night. Or mentioned how that since I’m such an “art lover” I really only like the paintings that I think are funny. Or the one with the Guinea Pigs on it. That one is pretty great too. Yes, good thing I didn’t mention that at all.

Moving on here, I got what I thought was a really funny comment on one of my Youtube videos:

You see, I used a French pop song for the music in it. I don’t really expect everyone to like it, so the “This song sucks!!” comments don’t bother me. But today a new one arrived that made me laugh: “lol yeah french songs sound weird. but french rap is tight”. Maybe you’re thinking “what’s funny about that??”. I don’t know, but French rap is always so hilarious to me. As a concept. As a product. Everything about it. That’s one of the reasons I like to watch the Lordz video so much. The song where the dude breaks into English and says in his little cute french accent “For my peeps!! For my peeps!!” is one of the greatest/funniest moments in musical history. Just ask Norris. So to sum things up: French Rap, tight? No. Hilarious? Yes.

Back to that video clip though. I’d have to say that it’s one of the favorite arrangements of footage I’ve put together. I get almost teary eyed and nostalgic when I watch it. Perhaps I exaggerate a little, but I did realize that I have photos of a bunch of the tricks in the video:

Maybe I lied, these photos of Tim’s crail wallride were taken for an artist’s profile thing he had in Stuck Magazine a couple of years ago, not from the same session where he did the trick in the video. Whatever, same trick, same spot. It counts. I put yet another version of this on mkeskate.com earlier today. You guys just can’t get away from me whereever you go, can you?


I guess this one is sort of half assed too. In the video footage Ben does a 180, but this is just an ollie. I know this has been on the site before, but whatever, I’m using it for an illustrative purpose here. Anyway, this isn’t a skatespot in any normal sense of the word. The concrete on the ride up to that bar is so messed up and cracked that it is basically gravel. Ben found a sketchy piece of wood somewhere and was popping off of that. The landing is insanely rough too. It’s kind of one of those spots you go to and think to yourself “How the shit did he do that?”.

I have more floating around, but we’ll have to save those for another time.

Final thing: if you’re 18 or older and go to Cream City Monday through Friday, guess what?? You don’t have to wear a helmet anymore! Yet another reason to skate at the best place on Earth.