They did the Munster Mosh. Left to Right: An
anonymous local celebrates Oktoberfest early
and gives new meaning to the word layback.
Ralph, Hedges, Kendall, Mountain and Fab sport
ultra-stylish Brazilian dome-wear. A stripped-
down Fab does the fandango.
training scenarios are legendary. Is talent.
genius Steve Keenan in consort with fast boy
Denike? Can Tom Knox, who never skates
less than ten hours a day, blow off the rolling
cone tears? (Does he even care?) Does Lee
Cole really have twenty full-suspension
Stroker trucks in a safe deposit box? Didn't
PUSHOND AUG30-OCT 31
Hester show up in Long Beach carrying a
rare pair of Independent Suspension trucks?
Is Richard Novak holding back more and
claiming he has none? Does Hutson still
have two pair? And what about Jay Adams?
Didn't he score some ever-quietly from Dave
Lee? We're calling this a re-do of the Akron
ДИТСКИО
VOST GRINA
FRANTIC OPENINGS-
PUSHEAD DOSES NYC
Visiting Jacaeber's Psychedelic Solution
in NYC is always a mind-expanding exper-
ience. But on August 30th, the opening of our
beloved psycho-delic scratcher Pushead's
event. Watch for Road Rider V's in the rear
and Kryptonic "78s on the front. Of course,
the wildest rumor of all is that Cash "Hobie"
McAnles, the wine importer, and Ron
"Mister" Bennett, the marketing man
behind Volvo computerized repair, will both
attend the slalom gig as research for an un-
named commercial endeavor.
SEARCHING FOR A REASON WHY
Downtime being what it is, who can be sur-
prised when everyone who is anyone, etc.,
shows up at a trade show? Business being
business, the past months have seen trade
shows in Long Beach, Orlando, Chicago,
Atlantic City and Munich. Considering that
these epic endeavors are basically abnormal
anyhow, how can one be surprised at the odd
behavior so frequently exhibited by the
sport's best/worst? Take Long Beach, for ex-
ample, where: Fats Macintyre gave odds on
first gallery show, minds were blown away, Above Left: Jecaeber and Pus ponger Pushead's psychedelic
leaving only bare skulls. Unofficially greeting solution. Above: Falth No More freak out. Photos: Kristin Callahan.
guests was Paper editor and artist Carlo McCormick. The show read like Pushead's best nightmare,
54 drawings of bone shards, bondaged bodies and burly beasts pusmortified the packed house (over
700 pustomers by 9 P.M.). "It was like being inside of someone's fetid breath," gasped Maria Valen-
tino. Members of Anthrax, Faith No More, White Zombie, Prong and Blitzspeer puscled through
the 110° sardine can. Mouth-watering pus d'oeuvres of marshmallows and Oreo cookies kept everyone
masticating and pustulating until the party moved to the Cat Club for a Faith No More show.
the upcoming pro football season; Jim Muir
was obviously on his best behavior; Shawn
Stüssy actually wore his own clothes: Peter
Schroff created amazing Gotcha machines;
Paul Schmitt was given credit for any and
all innovations; Brian Ware denied any and
all knowledge; Ridgeway was heroic at the
Hyatt; Ganzer fronted an all-black revue;
Schmeltzer was once again discovered by
the movies; Tom Sims was incognito; Lamar
was on the prowl: Blockhead Dave won the
video award; J. Carpenter Burton assured
all comers that prosperity was all white and
fell from the heavens; Chip-Mo interrogated
any females unwise enough to model his
see-through lace pants: Scott Oster was
perpetually amused; Christ was perpetually
king: Marco Saiz appeared as the Cadillac
of Dudes; Lance Mountain seemed to be a
janitor; and Stevie Boy pretended to do his
booth in a toilet. Having basically seen, done
and undone it all, who was prepared for Club
'Crete? Who would ever believe a three-day
party featuring free beer (to all legals), free
food, off-track skate scooter racing and bet-
ting, liberal slot machines and a visual wall
of autographed fame where everybody from
Sam Hamm to Ron Reagan Jr. to Bobby
Piercy to Bobby De Niro to Steve Lewis to
Jerry Lewis to John Wayne to Wayne Lynch
to Steve Pezman to Steve and Edie Gormey
to Little Richard to Spidey offered poignant
tributes to Mister P & P. This very bizarre
endeavor was hidden behind unmarked
plywood walls which were reportedly painted
by notorious denizens of Team Alva, Team
Shut, The Fabulous Skipperboy and Rick
Griffin? Imagine your horror, after finally be-
ing allowed entry past the helmeted con-
struction worker-types, when you observed
sights such as: 1) Rich Novak hitting the slots
so many times that he returned George
Powell his courtesy roll of quarters, 2) Steve
Rocco receiving trans-Atlantic calls from
Rodney Mullen via his cellular unit at a back
table, 3) Schmitt hitting the daily-double
scooter-wise by betting on Chet Thomas
and a Viet Nam army boot, 4) the mystified
Don V as he pe-
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rused a fight poster
for an upcoming bat-
tle of the Dons fea-
turing himself and
Don B., 5) Lol
Creme ducking an
assortment of Bones
Left: So what if it costs as
much as a new set-up, you'll
love this glorified Junk jewelry
forever, Right: Schmitt takes
Grosso to the third turnbuckle.
ON BOARD
Brigadeers doing bartop acid drops, or 6)
security personnel who voluntarily chilled
and partied. Maybe it was a Powell-Peralta
booth. Maybe it wasn't. It was unmarked and
perhaps remarkable in its oblique neutrality.
COMING ATTRACTIONS
From Presley to Punk-the act of John
Van Hammersveld, on exhibit in L.A. at
L'imagerie. Observe some of his most blatant
art from the Endless Summer to Hendrix to
Public Image/Johnny Rotten to Jim Mor-
rison to the Rolling Stones to Dave Hackett.
Skate punk for life, Scott O'Bradavich will
marry Anne Nicholson in December.
BOARD OF THE MONTH
Skate model John Hogan demonstrates the latest
in post-nuclear skate technology.
Are Neil Blender, Lance Mountain and
O fronting a new band called Titus Skates
Band? Yep, a real name, a real game, a real
shame. Watch for band's video debut.
New art by Joe Johnson, who's been
spending the last month drawing twenty
hours a day while he actually skated.
B. Brigade video 6 alleged to arrive soon.
(Quizzically, no mention yet of B.B.V. 5, the
reportedly very in-demand history/compila
tion skate abuse tape that's been viewed in
pieces on the underground circuit.)
Perhaps your channel sooner...Chris
Miller and Mark Gator" Anthony starring
on a TV show called Third Degree, where
people like Burt Reynolds try to guess what
they are and what they do. (If no one
guesses, the pair get two grand apiece.)
Check out your high school ring cata-
logues. Think about a skateboarding ring for
the class of '90. (See illustration for proof.)
OBSERVATIONS
Paul Schmitt was thrown an impromptu
birthday party which necessitated closing off
half of a restaurant and all of the bar. Hosting
and toasting were Hawk, Peralta, Johnson,
GSD, Stecyk, Kinnear, Fitz, Morto, Leado-
Bob and dozens more. Before the cocktail
hour, Paul pre-launched into the new Hawk
Pool, causing a backwash which nearly
drowned Nelson Hernandez, Ray
Underhill, Frank Hawk, Cindy and a small
dog. Chris Black was unavailable for press
time comment. Also nearby was Caballero,
who now sports a new Ninja.
EXPLICIT EXPLOITS
The Invitation-only Buena Bust illegal yard
pool jam went off without bust. Congrats to
Josh Stiles, Ell Rector, Shakari, Andy Roy,
Bio Bob, Lance Ripley and G. Martin, who
ripped and evaded arrest in a worthy cause."
With Ken McGuire as a witness, Mr. Mo
floated and bloated down Baja way at 100
mph, flinging empty bottles at any and all
snakes. After a night of drenched debauch-
ery and an hour photo session at skatepark
Ensenada, he was back on the road, toss-
ing empties out the window on the way to
the airport. Typically enough, Mofo was only
beginning to roll by this point so he stopped
off in Rosarita to relieve himself. Unfortu-
nately he screeched his tires on the way out
of town and was promptly detained in a jail
of international repute. Tattoos, stickers and
stories quickly freed our intrepid adventurer
(the local cops are now life-long bros).
Imagine McGuire's surprise when waves of
airport security officers, outraged steward-
esses and antagonized flyboys attempted to
detain our hero for further abuses..
Undaunted, Mo arrived home and saw the
following horoscope for his two-day trip:
"AQUARIUS-You better not run any red
fights, stop signs, etc. Watch the speed limit
and everything else, because Big Brother is
watching you. Walk softly for a few days."
QUOTES
"Witness the death of skateboarding...and
welcome it."
Jeff Grosso in Chicago
"How can I lose if I'm sitting down?"
Christian Hosoi in Chicago
"So I told the waiter that I was Marshall
Chess and he comps everybody a free
dinner. What would have happened if I said
I was Mayor Daley?"
Jim Fitzpatrick in Chicago
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