Some Guy, 1989
A classic gimmick trick, the one-rail railslide.

Sweet Home Dunkin’ Donuts

Big boxes keep on coming
Can’t even hardly see my chin
Singing songs about the Northland
I miss Dunkin’s once again
And I think its a sin, yes

Sweet home Dunkin’ Donuts
Where the sprinkles are so blu
Sweet Home Dunkin’ Donuts
Lord, I’m coming home to you

Have a great weekend!

I picked up Nic Harcourt’s Music Lust the other night, and blew through it like an Entertainment Weekly. This collection of music categories is a worthy guide for rock’s uninitiated, but may seem basic to a music junkie. One section details Manchester UK bands by decade, while another suggests bands with cats and dogs in their names. Huge artists like Hendrix, Zappa, and The Rolling Stones get their own lists, as do niches like Irish music, Motown, and Latin Alternative.

It’s an interesting concept, and I dug in hoping to find a handful of musical leads. I didn’t finish the book with a year’s worth of CD purchases planned out, but I did walk away with a few artists to check out. Here are my notes:

Electronic Pioneers :: Tago Mago, by Can. I should check out Can’s 1971 double album Tago Mago, and their 1972 album Ege Bamyasi. They influenced artists like Gary Newman, Sonic Youth, and Stereolab. Can appealed to me because the paragraph referenced ”Krautrock”, and the author described it as sprawling and experimental.

Hey Ho, Lets Go:Punk in the U.S.A. :: Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables, by The Dead Kennedys. Released on IRS, and reissued on Cleopatra in 2002. I listened to the DKs on old, 5th generation Maxell tapes, so the clean recording would be a great way to revisit and old favorite.

Livin’ Large: The Big Band Boom! :: Atomic Mr. Basie, by Count Basie. The author notes that Count Basie’s thirties recordings are rough, so it’s best to start off with the 1958 Blue note release “Atomic Mr. Basie.”

Love is a Many-Spledored Thing :: Forever Changes, by Love; released in 1969 on Elektra Records. Nic says they were the West Coast’s best-known psychedelic rock band at the time, but I’m skeptical. This warrants and investigation.

Organ Grinders :: Blue Mode, by Reuben Wilson. released on Blue Note in 1969. I love Hammond B3 organs, and Wilson seemed like this section’s best offering. Mentioning that A Tribe Called Quest sampled his work really sold me.

Ten Albums You Missed :: I marked this whole section, but I’m not sure why. The bands include Spoon, Talk Talk, Azure Ray, The Blue Nile, and Jack Frost. We’ll see.

Music Lust is worth a read, especially if you have trouble finding new music. But at the same time, it’s one of those books that when finished, you want to start writing a better version yourself. On second thought, you may just want to check out a music recommendation site like Pandora.

Last year I read an article about the Adobe offices, and I saw something immediately worth recreating. I’m not taking credit for the idea, but rather making it easily accessible to you good people - so don’t go all CODE ELMO on me. Just print, hang, and repeat.

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Mitchy, 1989;
Tweaked out melon at a local contest.

Flynn Atkins, 1989.
Frontside five-0 to tail on his backyard mini, two miles west of Columbus, IN.

An excerpt from Shakespeare’s “The Tragedy of Donut”

To eat, or not to eat: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mouth to devour
The cake and frosting of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of sprinkles,
And by eating end them? To chew: to swallow;
Yes more; and by a dozen to say we end
The bellyful and the thousand natural calories
That glaze is heir to, ’tis a consumption
Devoutly to be eaten. To chew, to swallow;

Have a great weekend!

Andrew Wood, 1989.
Low-tops and lip tricks; just another afternoon on Anson’s mini.

Todd Hinchman & Andrew Wood, 1989.
Three exposures of a slappy session at the local bank.

I made this a couple years ago while doing some PhotoShop tutorial work. As a first and only effort, the quality is lacking. I wanted to share it here for its cultural significance, albeit a shallow, trendy kind of significance.
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Ian Davis; 1989.
Amazing height on a flat ground ollie grab.

These shots were taken at a small contest behind a strip mall…how 80s. What I like is how Ian was able to pop and compress his ollies so well - look at that melony tweakage in the second shot! Even by today’s standards, that’s massive for flatground.

Also note some of the street apparatus. A quick-transition vert quarter, and a wedge pressed against a Ryder truck. You won’t see that on an X-games street course these days.

“Donut” - By John Cougar Mellenglazed

Well I was born in a donut
And I live in a donut
Prob’ly die in a donut
Oh, those small communities

Well I was born in a donut
And I can breathe in a donut
Gonna die in this donut
And that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me

Have a great weekend!

Andrew Wood, 1989.
Busting an early magic blunt on the neighborhood mini.

Issa Eimish, 1990.
Stylin’ frontside down the famous Top Dog handrail.

I visited this spot in July 2005, and there was evidence of recent skate activity. Despite having removed one of the two handrails (the one pictured above), 116th and Rangeline continues to attract the locals.

This was drawn in the early 1990’s while I was still living at 312 South Arbutus. I’m not sure what to make of this, but I have about five pages of similar work. The ‘Three One Deuce’ affected people in strange ways, and I was no exception.

David Luke, 1989.
Classic shot of a CHS barrel session, with tongue and Bills hat courtesy of Dave.

I’m pretty sure this was sketched out in early high school (1989), probably from a shot in Rolling Stone or Spin.