Skateboarding = The Mob: No Walking Away | “If you’ve ever really skateboarded, you’re fucked. You’re in this thing forever.”
Need some skateboard culture stoke to get you through the last bit of winter? Look no further than Kevin Wilkins latest essay on the eternal blaze of skateboarding. It focuses on the fact that if you were ever REALLY a skateboarder you can never walk away. Somewhere in your brain it’s always going to be lingering. Walking down a street, you’ll always be seeing opportunities for a spot.
Something like this: If you’ve ever really skateboarded, you’re fucked. You’re doomed. You’re in this thing forever. And if you think you’re gonna just walk away, forget it. Something will always bring you back, sputtering, popping, and gasping along with the rest of us idiots.
No punchline ender here. Sorry.
As the empty Coke can sitting near my elbow sputters and pops—no doubt mocking me—it’s starting to sound like it knows what I know. > In fact, the can may also know what I try to ignore. Namely, that even after the last drop is shaken from its gut, there’s still something in there. > Nothing can be finished. Nothing can be stopped. Nothing can end. • To read all of Timbre #80: THE END IS FAR, click the link in our profile. • @csmodel28 blasts forever. Photo: @cassimusfoto