Live from Hermosa Beach
pt1 - 730pm
POWERLINE 6 PRESENTS ON THE HERMOSA BEACH PIER BEACH BASH BBQ
49 Pier Ave.
behind FFFF, look 2 the sand, go up to the beats
sounds by DJ Pubes & Shepard Fairey
giveaways from OBEY CLothing, Swindle Magazine, and Strand Mfg.
Food & Booze
21 and over..
Shikatoi reporting Live via Hermosa's awesome city-wide wireless.. Dj Pubes on the decks, some cold Sierra on my lips, the smell of burning dogs fills the air.
Spent the aftanoon in the sushibar, 1 of my top 5 meals in the world? Spicy Tuna roll, Green tea ice cream, and a large fucking Sapporo.
Reef's bottle opening sandals, featured in the 'end of summer' issue of F1nd magazine.
MORE TO COME
as the night goes on
pt2 830pm
swindle mag, 2nd y 3rd ish's stacked on the picnic wrapped tables, water blue shirts, fancy snazzy colourful damned dresses in the sunset, cords to the floor, strand mfg buttons tossed about, obey stickies spread thick, beats flowing.. upstairs from the shop hoppin.. hopin on this new contributing editor and his skate stories dating back to '71, the 80s rocking the sidewalks of korea, ditches on the marine base, all over the blasted earth.
words are stupid, words are fun.. name that song ill give you a free reach around?
pt3 10pm
is hermosa the place to be?
without a doubt.
La up the highways, OC down.. the sun over the horizon, santa monica mountains in the distance.. the worries behind me, the future in front.. collaborating with artists from the alleybums to the emerging firstbooks yet lifelong infamous for the madness street art culture he began, the shep himself about to jump in the decks, a few boxes of gear already tossed around.. alluminum trays of jello shooters by the gorgeous doe eyed brunette waltzing past, handfuls of weathered hotties succumb to my thumbflash and handout bizcards.. "Look me up, I'll put you in my magazine" attitude.
shoot, that's me.. honest slash raw
pt4 6am
and the craziest part
its 6am now.. and since i promised this chica i wouldn't drive home after 2 kegs and a few handfuls of jello shooters, i woke up to a street sweeper. beach birds chirpin, old broads joggin, time to run home and get dressed for work. stocked up with fresh gear from obey clothing and strand mfg , watery eyes and good morning with kevin and bean, i need some damn COFFEE
first time that's happened since i slept in the back of the escort in newport beach for 3months back in da day.
werd..
nice party..
now for the flicks:
