Well where'd you go after that?
Well, after that I was figuring that I wanted to go-the
main destination in my mind that I was thinking about was
just going to Phillyside. I seen the photos of the shit in the
mags and I just wanted to check it out.
So you went to Philly?
No. We went to Indianapolis, seen a bunch of hicks and a
bunch of people tripping out in their cars. We went to some
skatepark where some dude was pushing around on the
street course mongo foot with his cell phone. And I was like,
"Wow." Who's to say that our civilization will be ignored long
after the test of time?
Dan
Tag
eggplants
on some killer crete.
EDRASKut Park
Well, that sucks.
That sucks hard. We wanted to
skate, but the cops were like, "So,
they don't have shit like this is
California?" That's what everybody
asks: "You got any shit like this in
California?" We're like, "No."
Phillyside is gnarly, man. Big
trannies. Some of the
best concrete trannies
I've ever skated. Just
good shit.
Heelflip indy in Philly thanks to Jim McMenania.
So where'd you go after that?
We went up to Cleveland. I guess there's some biker biscuit called
Changaworld, and a bunch of dudes with Laban hairdos were kicking off on
some super quarterpipe scene in some deserted shopping mall. So we went,
and we got there hella late night, and they waited for us. And they were pret-
ty nice, but there were no skaters there. It was just a bunch of biker dudes
gettin' theirs. We skated for a couple hours or whatever; I don't know. It was
kinda cool but I could tell that they just wanted to show us up and we were
already flat when we got there.
So then what? Straight to Philly after that?
Well, yeah, I guess we went from Cleveland
straight to Philly across the monster Pennsylvania.
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World War 3!!
Above: Bill
Danforth is a
little older, but
the original
Bad Boy still
pulls layback
roll-outs.
Right: Jesse
Fritsch, mute
'til death.
So you got to Philly right then?
Well, yeah. We bought a bunch
of fireworks when we were out in
Indiana or somewhere; I don't
know where we were. So we were always spicing up the
ride wherever we went with the fireworks. We got to
Phillyside and got popped by the cops because we were
lighting off fireworks right when we got there. Just Roman
Candle wars and a bunch of shit. I guess the major high-
way's right up above, and the cops rousted us pretty good.
Searched the van and took all our shit. It was kinda rough.
So how long did you stay there?
We stayed there for two days. And like the second day we were there,
old Frank Sinatra dies, man. And it tripped me out because people are
crying in the street and shit. Seriously like laying down and taking a lit-
tle time for themselves. It was kinda weird. I mean, I like the guy's
music, but crying for a dude you never knew-that's kinda rough. So
we hung out, some dudes said they could hook us up. They hooked us
up, I guess. And right on the day Frank Sinatra died I said, "Fuck this. I
feel lucky I'm going to Atlantic City." Because I knew he had connec-
tions out there. And I hoped that maybe there was some connection
Free shit!!