The killer blow to bmx jihad

“ Being a BMXer, unironically. BMXers are better than skateboarders at fucking and that’s a fact. And not just because most skateboarders are twelve"- Vice magazine (some article about what girls dig or something)

In that case my life should be far more interesting and/or promiscuous than it currently is, i can't hep but feel something went wrong somewhere along the line?

It might be because I'm lanky as the proverbial 'streak of piss' or because i tend to drink a little more than is usually endearing to the opposite sex or it could just be because i look more like a skater/'faggot' indie kid than a bmxer these days (but hey i hate day glow Nike 6.0's and new era hats so what can i do?). Equally i could just have overrated my looks, funny how i thought of that last.

Maybe i should go for something with more mystique to wow the galdems, like pauper/student lothario or brilliant but enigmatic artist?

peas

The kind of place winter afternoon dreams are made of ..

a newkie brown, a swimming pool and a blonde with plunging cleavage what more could you ask from a Saturday afternoon?

Repeat after me.... i am free.

I wish bmx films were this good.

with the exception of this of course, it made me want to go for a pedal in some exotic country, or just a good city with primary colours blasting in my ears, something like my idea of bliss.

Oh and the above made me wish i was one of the following

a) the wolf

b)the photographer

c)at a party where she was present so i could at least try and get my limited English charm on the go, but fuck it she's probably French or Anglo-Belarusian anyways, she wouldn't get it.

peas

Holga williams..

Despite all the shit he gets given for 'downhanders' and all that jazz Nathan Williams is actually ridiculously good, as for the whole being 'fashion' street or whatever throw in some scatty redbrick ledge's and gates in the way of every rail and this section wouldn't look out of places in something like voices. Anyways my previous reason for disliking his riding centered around the fact i thought he was some boring born again straight edge christian, but after him necking them like the best of us in Estonia i gotta admit i was wrong. In fact the only thing wrong with this video is the song which is all synth and no substance, oh and the fact its on the worlds shittiest video host (mpora).



On the creative side of things I'm buying a holga with a load of film today for 40 gold queens heads, so it won't be long before i start shooting to my hearts content again.

oh and i really really wish my bike was here.

peas out

Yes Tower!

http://digbmx.com/digthis/rapid-response-luke-towey/- The boy's blowin up.

Cuppa tea visual

In between a cup of tea every 15 minutes, multiple cigarettes & trying to write a piss poor review of a book for uni I've spent most of today looking at random photo blogs. One that particularly struck me is Rory Cole's, we come from the same hometown but being a couple of years younger than me i don't think we've ever met, anyways enough digression the point is he takes and finds really really good photos.

Here's two of the best



Words cannot describe how much I'd like to be the third body in bed.


Hazy childhood memories? this is the sort of thing all my best pre teen memories are about.

oh and check out sticks and stones mag, its got something for errrrrrrryboddy.

peas

Terminal stupidity.

Today is a melancholy one.

I've lost someone i never fully had in the first place but adored nonetheless.

bummer.

Luckily i've got the nasally, sock puppet tones of Mr Morrissey, some jim bean and plenty of snow to make a bad situation better.



peas

A must...

Falmouth or Bristol is calling, i seriously cannot hype this band enough. My only complaint is that if the tour was a month later i could have a sweet pseudo teenage birthday night. Which reminds me being 20 is disgustingly close, before i get there i would like to achieve the following:

-Pull at least 5 whoppers to pedals,toptube, seat... actually so long as i get my size 10's in there somewhere I'll be happy.

-Shoot at least 4 rolls 120mm film on the holger I'm buying of my housemate when i finally get back to uni.

-Make it back to uni.

-Have sex sober for a refreshing change.

-Buy/steal/haggle some addidas samba's I've always wanted some of these badboys for general riding and jamming in.

-Find someone willing, or silly enough to have sex sober with me.(Its been months and I'm really beginning to worry)

-eat plenty of houmus.

-Get a sweet refillable lighter, oh and smoke from a Bolivian pipe.

peas.