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clyde singleton interview, by dave carnie
Sean Cliver
When I called Clyde to talk about his new board with its classic 101 graphic, he was not in a good mood. “Hey Clyde!” I haven’t spoken to Clyde in years so I was very excited. Exclamation point excited. “How you doing?” Clyde, on the other hand, was not excited. “Not the best of times,” he groaned. “There's just a lot of shit going on right now. And uhhh… it's just a lot of shit, man. A whole lot of shit. Yeah. A lot of—lot of life shit is happening. Kind of, uhhh, hard to put fucking everything back together. So, um, yeah, a lot of crazy shit happening right now.” Okay. Not what I was expecting, but glad to see he hasn’t changed. Still pissin’ and moanin’. So I asked him about urine.
wait, that's not a… is it?!
Sean Cliver
Why yes, it most assuredly is, and why not? After all, we do appear to be in the midst of a cultural "penaissance,"as Rob McElhenny, Charlie Day, and Glenn Howerton astutely observed during a recent episode of the It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia podcast. It's a long time in coming, too, but if you happen to be a former reader of Big Brother skateboard mag then you know we were way ahead of the curve when it came to the curious case of full-frontal male nudity.
tic tac: a peculiar analogy between skateboarding and tourette's syndrome, by dave carnie
Sean Cliver
A couple years ago I read a book by the late neurologist, Dr. Oliver Sacks, titled, The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat. (Sacks is also the author of the book-cum-movie Awakenings). Sacks employs a jaunty literary style in the stories he writes about his patients and the bizarre neurological disorders they suffer from. There is, for instance, a series of patients who can no longer recognize faces or common objects; others can’t remember their pasts, some can only remember their distant pasts, but nothing just seconds prior; some have phantom or alien limbs; and one mistakes his...
TRANNY: act 1, part 2, by dave carnie
Sean Cliver
We looked at the birth of transition skating in the TRANNY: Act 1, Part 1, and we will continue extracting that bloody, snot covered baby here in Part 2 of Act 1: The emergence of the backyard ramp scene and transition skating’s continued evolution.
TRANNY: act 1, part 1, by dave carnie
Sean Cliver
A few years ago I was approached to be the director of a documentary about the history of vert and transition skating. I was very excited because I started skating in the late '70s, was a vert skater in the '80s, and have championed transition skating ever since—if there’s anything I nerd-out on in skateboarding it’s the history of vert. I excitedly began prepping for the doc immediately and, as is my habit, I over-researched and took way too many notes, most of which I knew would never see the light of day. While my “extreme” research and development looks like a waste of time, I know this longwinded process often provides me with a richer, fuller background from which unusual connections arise (there’s nothing surprising in that because if you stare at a pile of trash long enough you’re going to connect with something, even if it is just trash). Unfortunately, after nearly a year of writing, writing, and more writing on the history of transition skating, the project was cancelled.