The last time we heard about you, you were down
in The Lair. Why'd you bust out?
I was tired of being someone else's puppet. I can
rip all day long in The Lair, because that's where
I'm from. But coming outside and seeing the sun
once in a while is part of growing up. I'm glad to be
back on the scene and letting all of you know I'm
here to do it right.
hospital, but it's not like, "You should've
done this with your front foot."
Homeboy, who are you? Get up there
and try it yourself.
Sounds like you're pretty bitter
about the old man.
I'm not bitter, it's just that skating is
for me.
on this shit, that's who I am. I look in the
mirror and I feel good. It's not a game. It
ain't like, pant leg up means you're gay,
pant leg down means you're packing. It
don't care. I'm in it to win it. Like the
glasses, I sport dark lenses when I'm
profilin', but when it's time to bust, the
lenses come out, 'cause I'm bustin'
"STEP TO THE MITCH, BE MY BITCH"
It seems like you're a character of mythic propor-
tions unlike any other seen in the skateboard
world. Where have you been?
Wherever there are butter ledges and crazy handrails.
I'm just doin' my thing. I look at my life like a canvas, and
I'm ready to just paint pictures with my board on the shit
that comes my way. That's how I'm livin'. I just get in
there and commence to goin' for it.
As an observer of what's going on in the skateboard
world, what do you think of today's pro scene?
I think it's kind of weak. People can do their thing, but
what's a tailslide and a lipslide? You gotta throw some
spice into the game. Any kid from the Midwest could
blow out your average "pro" skater's video part. That's
what I'm lookin' at. I look at it from a strictly personal
standpoint. This ain't no business. When I'm out there on
my board, it's me against the world.
I notice that you claim to have invented a lot of
tricks. What are some you've invented, got no
credit for, and are bitter about?
All that kickflip noseblunt slide stuff-that's all me.
Double-set handrails, that's me. The miracle, when all
your shit just flies off in the air at once and you land back
on it, that's me. That's who I am. I don't make the shit up;
it just comes from me. It exudes from my person.
That's pretty heavy. Do you still have a tight rela-
tionship with your dad?
No, he started doing that Bill Dorr thing, and it was get-
ting crazy. He was livin' through me. I was like, "If I'm
about to bust a switch tré down ten, that's me. It ain't
him." He ain't about to get hurt. He might drive me to the
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On that subject, where is skate-
boarding going, and do you think
you're going to be a part of it?
It's going big tech. That's what I call it.
Technical and big. That may sound stupid,
but it's God's honest truth. I'm gonna break
off some fools in the next couple of years.
Step to the Mitch, be my bitch. That's what
I'm sayin'. Fools can't fade me. I used to be
a kid from the middle of nowhere, but now
I'm comin' for your scrilla.
Sounds like you're in it to stay.
What's up with your clothes and
your attitude?
I don't give a fuck. I'm me. When I put
posers out the frame! I'm about gettin'
money with my real player-partners.
Don't hate the player, hate the game. I'm
the Mitch! Step to me!
Any shout-outs?
I'd like to thank Bay Valley
Chiropractic, ankles and oranges, my
main nurse Monica down at the hospital,
all the people at the carburetor joint, the
Powerhouse Workout Station, and all the
boys at Thrasher. To any other skate-
board mags talking smack, step back. If
you're skating, make sure you're skating
for yourself. And remember, step to
Mitch, be my bitch.
Clockwise from sequence:
"I don't always gotta get mad tech to
show heads what time it is. My
switch flips are cleaner than most of
these 'pro-ser's' regular flips." "Don't
believe I got the skills to pay the
bills? The proof is in the pho-pho,
punk." Mitch sells a roll of grip tape
for a cool hundie. "I get paid, fool."
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