Words cannot describe. Check out the barrel at the end of the clip. Insane.
September 8, 2009
Words cannot describe. Check out the barrel at the end of the clip. Insane.
August 31, 2009
I have a lot of surf movies in my collection. One day i should really count how many, but there are a lot. Actually some bastard friends of mine have borrowed some over time and never returned them.
Mental note to self: find these feckers and demand my shit back.
Annnyway. On to the topic at hand.
Rob Machado. He is my favourite goofy footed surfer. Surfs with a lot of style and flow very rarely seen now-a-days. Only Parko comes close. He is my favourite natural footed surfer btw.
Anyway, Rob will soon be releasing his own movie, called the Drifter, and its about his travels through Indonesia and surfing. Here is the blurb from his website:
In the summer of 2008, iconic surfer and former Pipe Master Rob Machado flew to Indonesia to experience a different kind of surf trip. A journey that would take him way beyond his comfort zone, to the point where he could finally be alone with his thoughts, his desires and the empty perfection of an unnamed Indian Ocean reef. What did he discover? You never stop dreaming. Even when they come true…
Directed by Poor Specimen’s Taylor Steele, The Drifter is a beautifully shot, emotionally resonant film that documents Machado’s trip to Indonesia to experience a different kind of surf trip — a journey that would take him way beyond his comfort zone to a place where he could finally be alone with his thoughts. In the film, Machado wanders into the outskirts of the South East Asian surf paradise and winds up discovering that you can’t escape yourself. Coming full circle, Machado returns home ready to take on the next phase in a career in where he’s blazed a path and sealed his legacy as not only one of the world’s most stylish surfing ambassadors, but as a true humanitarian.
Sounds quite cool doesnt it?
And check out the youtube video.
Makes me want to go back to Indo so much. Actually, ive already booked in a holiday for there next year. Another month off.
Enjoy.
August 20, 2009
As I get older, i realise more and more what i eat and how i eat make a big difference. Not only for me personally, but the environment too. Its not like im 22 years old anymore and where i was able to take my vitality for granted. Since ive gotten older i can notice the difference in what i eat and how i eat and my related sports. (essentially surfing and basketball)
Now ive copped a bit of flak from eating organic where possible, however i put it to you – go and buy 1 litre of organic milk, and compare it with the current milk you are drinking. The organic milk tastes so much better that you wont think twice about next time you go to buy another litre.
And its not only the taste and the health factor. Its also the environmental factor. You arent contributing to this whole environmental disaster that is currently happening. Yeah yeah, i know thats a pretty harsh statement, but its something to keep in mind.
Oh, and whatever you do. Dont be eating GM Modified food.
August 18, 2009
TUES. JULY 28, WEST COAST, VICTORIA – 33 year old Airey’s Inlet surfer Jason Bridgeford has been found safe and well, miraculously stepping back out of a mysterious other-world to rejoin the land of the living, his dog told all within earshot on the beach yesterday.
‘Nugget’, a four-year-old Border Collie Kelpie Cross – who had all but given up hope of seeing his master alive again greeted Bridgeford at the water’s edge, breathlessly and loudly exclaiming “you’re back you’re back you’re back oh my god I can’t believe it’s really you don’t you ever leave me like that but I can’t be angry at you oh god I love you so much I thought I’d never see you again” and wagging his tail vigorously.
The ordeal began mid-morning after a wetsuit-clad Bridgeford and Nugget descended the muddy track down to the beach at semi-secret point break Sunnymead.
Nugget’s hopes for a companionable romp on the foreshore – perhaps an endless fetch-and-throw exchange involving a manky tennis ball – were dashed as they reached the sand and Bridgeford issued stern instructions to “Stay here and mind the towel.”
According to onlookers, Nugget initially disobeyed the wishes of his master and accompanied him to the water’s edge, imploring him not to leave.
“As a canine, specific short-term-recall isn’t exactly my forté, but there was definitely a weird sense of deja vu about this whole scenario,” says Nugget.
“And I didn’t like it one bit. No sir.
“You have to understand, this man’s a God to me – my one and only source of food, of joy, tummy scratches and ball throwing – and here he was, wading out into this mysterious and threatening other-world that I could not follow him into.
“I did my best to stay with him. God knows I tried. But the further I ventured the more my paws lost traction. Like I was running in outer space or something. It was weird, cold and freaky. I had to turn back, and pray to the Lord above that my Beloved Commandant would do likewise.”
Witnesses report an increasingly agitated Nugget pacing the water’s edge, calling out in vain to the fast-vanishing Deity, before returning to the towel.
“Worst thing is any scent trail allowing you to to keep tabs of your One-And-Only just vanishes at the edge between the two worlds.” recalls Nugget.
“It’s a nightmare. Words can’t describe the shock, the confusion, the abandonment.”
Thus began Nugget’s torturous 40 minute vigil – an interminable five hours in dog time – where the bereft hound’s mood swung from stoic optimism, to a brooding floppy-eared melancholy that not even the intriguing allure of a passing-by Labrador could soothe.
“Sure, I checked that Labrador’s anus out – I felt that Beloved Light-Of-My-Life would want me to get on with things as best I could – but I was just going through the motions as I jammed my nose into that Lab’s arse.”
“When you lose interest in these things, you know you’re not doing well, but you have to keep going.”
To get through the anxious uncertainty of waiting, Nugget called on all his strength to maintain a routine of sorts: primarily scratching behind his ears and licking his balls.
But in the cruellest of developments, Nugget fell victim to several allegedly heartless pranks as other figures approximating Bridgeford’s form emerged from the blue beyond, only revealing themselves to be lesser humans on closer inspection.
“Bastard bastard bastard bastard bastard” Nugget was heard to exclaim to every perpetrator of these false alarms.
Indeed, witnesses report that it was with cautious suspicion that a heartbroken and wary Nugget approached the emerging figure of Bridgeford – who after getting a nice little barrel decided it was probably time to come in.
“I thought, here we go again, another prick pretending to be my Personal Jesus and break my heart into a million pieces… but as he got closer and called out ‘ya crazy boofhead mongrel’ I knew that life was once again worth living, The Chosen One was safe and I was the happiest dog in the fricken universe.”
With emotion running high, a brief bout of recrimination and sulking ensued when Nugget refused to get in the car, and had to be lifted up into the back seat.
“I just wanted to be held” he would later confess.
Bridgeford and Nugget returned to their Airey’s Inlet home by lunch, to be greeted by Mrs Bridgeford’s Burmese cat, who reportedly yawned “Oh dear, I was rather hoping you two dickheads had drowned.”
As we go to press, Nugget is anxiously watching his master make some toast and hoping with all his heart and soul for some benevolent crusts, as he’s pretty sure he can’t make it through to dinner time.
Taken from: http://asl-insidethegoldmine.blogspot.com/
August 18, 2009
Well, im starting to count down now. Not only to Pearl Jam’s new album, but their tour through Auz and Nz too. I was lucky enough to get tickets to both the Melbourne and Sydney shows. Good times indeed.
But as a little teaser, check out this by long time Pearl Jam photographer: Danny Clinch.
July 28, 2009
Sorry kids. I havent posed in awhile. Some writing is about to ramp back up again though.
July 6, 2009
From a few pearl jam online news sites:
Rumor has it that Australian website, Showbiz.com.au has begun sending out e-mails with early purchase information for a Pearl Jam tour of Hawaii, Australia, and New Zealand with Ben Harper in November. TwoFeetThick has also been overhearing similar statments from a Hawaiian concert promoter. I guess the residents of the underside of the globe had better make sure their Ten Club memberships are up to date.
