PHOTOPRAFFITI
ot the bug yet? Many of you are already
lifers. Congratulations. The rest of you
will be infected soon enough. And believe us,
it's terminal. Join the ranks of the ill masses at:
Photograffiti c/o THRASHER, PO Box 884570
San Francisco, CA 94188-4570.
Before the worms dine on you,
you've got to see at least once
how big an air you can actually
bust. Columbia, MO's Cory O. can
rest in peace after this one. Photo: Koehler.
Tourism is the life-blood of
Hawaii. Skaters annoy tourists.
This is why the rent-a-cops in
Honolulu are among the lamest anywhere.
Travis Tokuyama sneaks in a crooks.
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"Gettin' up on them rails" is
a state of mind. Confidence
gained (such as Nelson Pettey's
boardslide in Utah) exists only to be dashed
by some gnarly slam that awaits.
A lot of modern street
skating is start-and-stop
stunts, with little continuous
rolling. Still, it always feels good to
see what you can toss down a
five-stair. Korey Ebinger kickflips.
If Clearlake Cinema
was premiering a new
Star Wars movie rather
than Pitch Black, Justin Walls'
melon would have been hindered
by sci-fi geeks lined up a week early.
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SoCal's ultra-tech skate scene
suits Roy Starin just fine. It
means more dudes skating ledges
and less dudes spoiling the Ghetto Bowl.
Nevertheless, party's over. Photo: Burger.
Skating with dogs is cool.
Max Schaaf, Matt Field,
and Julien Stranger are
down. Cats and skating don't mix,
though. So, Tim and Cheryl, give.
Isabelle some yarn or something.
Nosegrinds are nothing
new but I'll be damned if
dudes aren't locking into
that shit longer and faster than
ever before. Seen Photosynthesis?
Rick Ordonez knows. Photo: Atlas.