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On 11/14/2002 jim jones
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Definatelly it would be a toss up between marilyn manson and rob zombie, because they shred..ya ya screw soul, they rock! They would kick marleys butt right down the street and into the water!
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On 11/14/2002 Nick
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Chris carraba the singer song writer of dashboard....i think when someone is soulful u can see or feel the soul and if anyone has seen dashboard live they'd agree
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On 11/14/2002 h0dad
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dont know if she's an artist...but h0dad votes that woman spotted slaloming traffic on mainstreet last week
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On 11/14/2002 MissouriMatt
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i'm voting local...
Marilyn Upton gets my vote, and while she is only a local artist, if you'd seen her hop on my longboard with 4 inch platform heels and carve a line in the parking lot of Shakespears Pizza, you'd give her a vote too.
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On 11/14/2002 Lenny
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Let's not forget Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, Gary Snyder, Ferlighetti and all those guys!!
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On 11/14/2002 snoball
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Bob Marley on a longboard...that would be a
kicka-- t-shirt!!
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On 11/14/2002
Speedy
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And let's not forget Jefferson Airplane, The Doors, M.C. Escher, Tony Alva, Salvador Dalli (the image of a longboard draped over a treebranch...) and surfing legends such as Doc Ball and Duke Kahonamoku. They are, after all, the people we have to thank for the popularity of surfing that brought about the creation of skateboards.
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On 11/14/2002 bemsha
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who would you give the title of "soulcarver" in the arts?
artists whom you can imagine being on a longboard and soulcarving?
artists whose works appear in your soul and mind when soulcarving?
my list would include:
john coltrane, bob marley, augustus pablo, gabby pahinui, iggy pop, pete townshend, simon jeffes (of the penguin cafe orchestra), elis regina, marvin gaye, jackson pollock (paint your boards with the images of his works in mind!), rikyu, basho, jack kerouac, t.s. eliot, groucho (or harpo) marx, boris vian, the guys at tomato... just to name a few...
the word
longboard
is soul
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On 11/12/2002
EthanOB
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This weekend I made a special trip to my hometown(Novato, CA), and skated down the street I grew up on, the street I used to have a paper-route on when I was a kid. It was surreal, touching, and almost made me cry. I guess it brought me closer to my childhood than I've been in a long time.
The first time I ever set foot on a skateboard was on that street, in 1978, on a cheap skateboard I bought at Thrifty's. 24 years later, I was back on the stree/hill that kicked my ass so many times, so many years ago.
My skateboard was pretty different (a freebord, actually), my skills were far superior, and this time I KICKED THAT HILL'S ASS! My little kid-self woulda been proud of my adult-self, I still got soul.
PS This street is amazing...dead ends into a state park...very challenging/technical to ride it from the top...but it has 2 nice uphill roads turn onto to scrub speed if things get too hairy!
This whole area of Novato is full of hilly dead end streets..check it out....I wanna move back...its as good as berkely hills but less crowded.
http://www.mapquest.com/maps/map.adp?country=US&addtohistory=&address=brown+dr+%26+brown+ct&city=novato&state=ca&zipcode=&homesubmit.x=25&homesubmit.y=11
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On 11/12/2002
Angus
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Dude,
Sorry to hear about the fatality in Mo. That is a total shame and I will keep both the skater's family and the driver in my prayers.
Risk is inherently a part of our sport. Soulcarving, skating vert, slalom, street, downhill, etc etc etc all have elements of danger and risk. There is a delicate balance that has to be maintained between pushing the envelope and one's abilities (which is the thrill of the sport) and staying "safe". Sometimes our ego can have a heavy influence over our safety choices often times to the negative. I hate wearing a helmet! I absolutely hate it! I also rarely, if ever, fall! (watch me bust my ass on my next run after that comment!) However, I do have two daughters who I am responsible for, and a wife that for some strange reason loves having me around and not in a vegatative state. She often reminds me of the "large life insurance policy" that she stands to collect on if I do take a particularly sketchy one point landing. Because of these reasons, I wear a helmet and I always assess every run I make regarding the potential risks and dangers. Maybe that takes some of the freedom out of it and maybe even reduces the "soulfulness" of the run but my responsibilities require it. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy the risks and like pushing it a bit. Our last big run was two weeks ago, 6 am in the morning, down a stretch of Highway 421 coming out of Boone, NC off a mountain, 4 lanes wide (no median), 4 mile run! It was a killer experience with the sun rising over the mountain tops to reveal this clear stretch of wide payment ripe for big carves and turns and slides! That was truly soulful!
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On 11/11/2002 in memory of...
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Perhaps your story is timely Nick. We do always take a risk. A sad thing happened in Columbia, MO. A longboarder was killed late saturday night while bellyboarding. It's also sad for the young girl who hit him. I've skated the spot many times. I'll bet she never even saw him. He ran the stop sign on his belly and slid right under the car. Say a prayer for both. Maybe a helmet?? would have helped?? who knows. He died of from a head injury, but who can say.
Ride safe. If you knew Benjamin, (I didn't) I'm sorry to be the one telling you.
‘Horrible accident’ kills man
Skateboarder dies in East Campus.
By JAMES GOODWIN of the Tribune’s staff
Published Monday, November 11, 2002
Police have not charged the driver of a car that killed a 20-year-old skateboarder near Boone Hospital Center early yesterday morning.
Benjamin Steeno, a 2001 graduate of Hickman High School, died at the corner of Anthony and William streets after his skateboard collided with a Dodge or Plymouth Neon driven by 19-year-old.....
If this is someone you know, and you want to know more you can check www.showmenews.com for the full story. Today's additioin.
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On 11/11/2002
Doug K
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Nick,
Good job man, it grabbed me.
Good luck for the rest of the semester.
Doug K
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On 11/10/2002 Nick
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A fictional english paper i wrote:
It was one o’clock in the morning and I found myself dangling out of my second story bedroom window. The night air was refreshingly cool and the moon was full and bright. Millions of stars proved that not a cloud was in the sky. As I let myself drop to the ground I listened and heard only the sound of a light wind rustling every leaf in the trees that surrounded me. I grabbed my skateboard and I was on my way. I headed down to the end of my street and up to the top of Pot Springs Hill.
At the top of the hill I found my friend Mick waiting for me. We hardly said a word to each other, we simply smiled and prepared for our ride. I was very nervous at this point, but also very excited. About to go down Pot Springs Hill on my skateboard, many thoughts raced through my mind. I knew what I was doing was dangerous I could be hit by a car or crash at over 30 miles an hour. But I was as happy as an astronaut going into space because this dream had been in the back of my mind for years.
“Ready?” asked Mick. He looked at me with a sort of certainty in his eyes. I knew he felt much the same way I did about what we were going to do.
“Of course,” I responded.
We looked at each other one last time and jumped onto our skateboards. Quickly we gained speed. I could hear myself cutting through the night air with the moon as my guide. The sound of soft urethane wheels on asphalt was almost sonorous. Back and forth I turned, gaining speed every second. Mick was a few yards ahead of me and we were traveling well over 30 miles an hour at this point.
Nearing the middle of the hill, we reached the first turn. I felt my wheels gripping the ground as I leaned into the turn. For some reason I closed my eyes at this point and simply let my other senses guide me. Coming out of the first turn I opened my eyes and prepared for the hairpin turn that awaited me at the bottom of the hill.
Speeding closer to the turn I felt my stomach tighten up. Thinking to myself “if I don’t make it through this turn, I won’t be able to walk away from this. No way will I avoid a broken leg or arm. I could even die.” I tried to push all thoughts of danger out of my mind as I tucked down into a crouch to lower my center of gravity. I leaned to my left, cutting close to the curb, with all the trees a blur. I felt my rear wheels beginning to slip and I compensated by putting more weight on them. All of a sudden my mind cleared and I didn’t fear a thing. As I looked around, it became clear to me I would make this turn and then my night ride would be over.
Finally slowing down, and coming to a stop, Mick and I didn’t know what to say. We simply slapped high-fives, nodded, and went our separate ways. What is one supposed to say after a moment that seems to change everyone involved? Neither of us wanted to ruin what had just happened, so we parted in silence.
Climbing back into my window, I was alarmed to find someone in my room. My sister, Lauren, having heard me left, came and waited for me to return. She was crying. I had told her of my plans and she strongly disapproved. Lauren had realized the danger of the situation and had tried to dissuade me from sneaking out that night. She was worried that I would never come back. Putting my sister through that kind of pain made me feel selfish.
My sister helped me understand the effect that my actions could have on others. She understood to a certain degree that riding Pot Springs Hill was something I had to do. Certain decisions have to be made and someone is going to be unhappy either way. My sister told me “Trying to make everyone happy is useless, but at the very least make sure no one gets hurt.” From that night on I have looked at my sister differently. I now know how much she cares about me and how smart and understanding she is because she wasn’t mad at me, she simply was worried about me.
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On 11/8/2002 MissouriMatt
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Rob in Toronto, that sounds goooood. other Rob, oh well always another hill.
I hadn't been on a sk8 for about a month. My longest drought in 7 years by far. My mind forgot the ride. forgot the way the board responds in the turns, the vibration tickling the feet. ahhhh
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On 11/8/2002 the other rob
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lack of soul:
living a few blocks from the DVP and having the nagging feeling all weekend that you're forgetting something....
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On 11/8/2002
Rob
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Soul is:
Riding a major highway, 3 lanes wide, that goes right through the middle of a major city (DVP/Toronto) at 1:00 AM with small snowflakes falling.
Last weekend the entire highway was closed for maintenance, so I had the complete road to myself. Three lanes wide with 1 to 1 1/2 mile hills to run.
Priceless
Rob
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On 11/7/2002 h0dad
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h0dad's final exam tomorrow. He's taking his best board, pre-session snacks and enhancements into the exam room, ready to session the very second the thing is done. A tour of the urban highlights, minus any responsibilities. h0dad has been so good, soon is the time to be so naughty. ha..ha..ha..HA..HA HAA HAAA!
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On 11/7/2002
FisH the DisH
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i can hear it... espeshally on a nice night ride when its totally quiet just you and the board no people talking or yelling at you and no traffic thats all you can hear
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On 11/7/2002 snoball
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Speedy,
Please step away from the bong and no one will get hurt.
;-)
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On 11/7/2002
Speedy
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Hear, hear! Go Soulboy! I couldn't agree more. Why bother competing in prayer? What's all this "I can pray faster"? Or "I can pray better"? After all, there is only One judge- your own soul, my brothers and sisters. "I can skate faster" works just like "I can talk faster". But it's not "I can pray faster". "I can soulcarve faster"? "I can carve soul faster"? It's all about the ride.
-Speedy
Ever notice how your wheels talk when you carve really hard? They say "ride! ride! ride! ride!"
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On 11/7/2002 soulboy
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In my humble opinion i don't reckon competitions or even judging is in the spirit of soulboarding. Soulboarding is about a state of mind not competing with people. Just go out and board with your mates and have fun don't start trying to compete or you'll be missing the point
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On 11/3/2002 RainRider
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RainRider says prepare. Set up a board for rain sliding fun and don't just ride your usual spots. Find the rainsPOTs.
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On 11/2/2002 lexx
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Do a search for the 'zen fest'. THere was a bit of conversation on this page about possable judging of a soul event. For example the winner is voted for by the other contestants, etc...
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On 11/2/2002
Lenny
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OK, it's too early for me to post without messing up!! Try http://www.poetryslam.com/ instead of psi.com
Now I'm gawn skatin'
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On 11/2/2002
Lenny
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Aaugh crud!! I got my boxes confused (it's 8:30 on a Saturday, gimme a break). Anyway, I posted the last entry to Mark and Brain, not from them. My name is neither Mark for Brain.
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