Premieres

Here's the full list of premieres:
Saturday 3rd Jan, Amsterdam- Spuisstraat 125A. (Nike sb pop up store) (c. 8.00 p.m)

Tuesday 6th Jan, Paris- French kawa cafe, 6 rue Planchat, metro Avron, ligne 2.(event also featuring artwork from Phillip Evans, Olivier Ente, Soy Panday, David Tura and Sébastien Charlot.) (c. 8.00 p.m.)

Thursday 8th Jan, Dublin, venue to be confirmed

Friday 10th Jan, Belfast, Concept skate shop, 33 Queen st. Featuring photography from Stu Robertson (c. 7.00 p.m.)

Saturday 10th Jan, London, slam city skates, 16 Neal’s yard, Covent garden. (c. 6.30 p.m.)

Wahay!
Prop's to Ciaran for using my proper salutation in his post.

Gibbo art

I was at a table quiz the other night where amongst others Gibbo was present. Pretty standard table quiz until this piece of fine art appeared on our actual paper table-cloth that we were quizzing upon. Gibbo has been drawing these aliens since he was a wee wan, and he has developed quite a consistent style of weird alien forms and unpredictable philosophical speech bubble fillers. ("Do your own washing", a white board classic from yesteryear) As me mate Colly said, "Look at the hands!" Indeed, look at them.

Last reels

The final reels just arrived from the lab, all 16 of them, aw sheeeeit!

Ender

Its the finaaall countdownnnnn.. Belfast, my second filming trip to my favourite kip! I was returning to wrap up Conhuir & Denis' section and subsequently the filming for the entire vid-yo! Fortunately I'd got lots of good stuff the first trip, but as Conhuir had the handicap of a giant bruise on his back the first time, I felt if only fair to give him another whip crack, as for Denis, he's still a dick.
The good ship Mini Brown has not dropped his childhood habits of only drinking coffee/coke/beer/scotch, only eating grease, and only breathing cigi-smoke. So as per usual, on the first night he died and rose again according to the scriptures. (to drive me around Belfast's ropeyest/raddest estates- fair play!)
Speaking of cigis and cwafee, Con Ling shook off the sub zero temperatures and ignored his purple hands in order for me to point at him, maith an fear! T'was sriously chilly which gave big Lynn the added pleasure of a sensation of cold needles blasting up his feet, nice.
D'Lynn's tact was more capitalist "If I land thas will you buy me Bakfast?" If you learn to talk I might- try school D'Lynn! Denis is one of my favourite skaters, but he rarely does the same trick twice so you have to be on point- "eem nat doin it agan ye dack"
Belfast has a long history of controversy, and this trip was to prove no different as the true origin of the senor' Tayto was disscussed. Obviously the guy on the left is the real deal, happy as Larry, yer man on the right, wouldn't trust him as far as I could wrap him in butter covered white sliced pan.

There's 11 cities in this vid, and I gots to tell you that Belfast sticks out. All the other were amazing, but Belfast sticks in my head for the sheer resiliance of the locals in creating such a rad scene up there, good craic, good times, lemons & lemonade and all o' that.