Monday, August 22, 2011

Mekas 2nd Ave Mecca

Surf Movie Double-Feature:

Monday August 29th at ANTHOLOGY FILM ARCHIVES - 7PM

Sunburn and Summer

Dubstar have his character! 5'5 Lis style...

Mental in the Shorey EXPLAINED

Monday, August 15, 2011

Local Motion

Taken from TNYT's 'The Opinion Pages,' August 11, 2011:

New York’s Urban Aloha

WHEN the world’s best surfers come to Long Beach, N.Y., next month to compete for a record million-dollar purse in the Quiksilver Pro New York, a new event on professional surfing’s world tour, they might be forgiven for using Google Earth to locate the place. Compared with Australia and California and Hawaii, where Quiksilver established its pre-eminence as a beachwear company, New York barely registers on the surfing atlas.

There’s good reason for that: the waves are typically pretty meager here, the winters long and stoke-extinguishing. The competition is scheduled for the first two weeks of September, when the odds of hurricane swells are at their statistical best. Still, as locals will tell you, that’s quite a roll of the dice. If showcasing the underappreciated athleticism of surfing is the goal, why not hold the contest in, say, Fiji or Mexico, where the waves would be far more likely to prove worthy of the surfers?

Perhaps because Quiksilver is coming to town less for great surf than for greater market share.

In the past decade or so, surfing has undergone a worldwide boom in popularity, especially among women and urban professionals in their 20s and 30s. Tom Hanks surfs; Cameron Diaz, too. Surf schools and spa-like resorts, the fastest-growing segment of the surf economy, have sprung up, further altering the character of a sport that was once the realm of working- and middle-class adolescent males and young men whose initiations at local beaches were typically prolonged and humiliating.

Meanwhile, older surfers, who in previous generations would have put aside this childish thing, have kept on surfing or returned to it after a hiatus, in large part because of the renaissance of kinder, gentler designs like the longboard and stand-up paddleboard.

As if suddenly remembering that it’s a coastal city, New York has been swept up in the urban surf craze along with San Francisco and Los Angeles. And why not? New York may not have abundant, grade-A surf but ridable waves are as close as Far Rockaway, Queens, about an hour from Manhattan on the subway.

In New York City, slipping off to ride waves virtually within view of granite Gotham provides a unique, slightly illicit, dreamlike pleasure. Surfing shouldn’t be possible here, and yet it is.

Artists, writers and others in trend-conscious fields are plugged in to New York’s surf scene now, but most of the rest of the city is not, and riding the subway with a board clasped to one’s chest like a dance partner still elicits smiles and queries from otherwise game-faced straphangers. There is something disarming about the sight of a surfboard in New York, where it has a nutty, quixotic quality, like a pair of wings.

When New York City surfers cross paths, they greet one another, exchange notes. Because so many of them are new to surfing, having taken it up in adulthood, they are less like seen-it-all New Yorkers than surfers in pre-“Gidget” California, who would pull over when they passed another car of surfers and introduce themselves. Anyone who has surfed in Santa Cruz or Huntington Beach — chilly, xenophobic “surf cities” — knows how exceptional this urban aloha is.

And if surfing has a soul, it is aloha: welcome, hospitality, generosity without thought of recompense. The word is Hawaiian, of course, and Hawaiians are the ones who gave surfing to the rest of the world. The bitter irony is that the rest of the world returned the favor with a vengeance, and Hawaii’s storied line-ups, flooded by outsiders, are now as famous for being jam-packed and short-tempered as for the waves.

Which is why Quiksilver’s descent on Long Beach is so ominous. Imprinting the Quiksilver brand on New York’s burgeoning surf scene makes perfect sense from a business perspective, but the corporate siren song threatens to sour the mood of surfing in New York, which for the moment remains a bastion of surf spirit. It’s a spirit that companies like Quiksilver claim to value but have in fact helped degrade elsewhere, peddling a vision of surfing’s blithe, blue allure that studiously omits the ugly realities of overcrowding that such marketing abets.

Come what may in the way of waves next month at Long Beach, Quiksilver will do its utmost to lure more people to the sport — and to the cash registers. In an atmosphere of staid, commodified carnival, tents will be emblazoned with sponsor names; top pros will sign posters of themselves riding waves that bear scant resemblance to the nearby surf; and swag will be given away to a milling crowd. There will be a few media types and the odd celebrity, including the 10-time world champion Kelly Slater, and young Balaram Stack, a homegrown star.

Even with such talent on offer, the contest itself may well prove a somewhat dull, obscure affair. Surfing just doesn’t lend itself naturally to formal competition: waves prove too fickle in the best of conditions, and the judging criteria, periodically rewritten though they are, tend to produce relatively safe, conservative performances. The most avid fans of pro surfing are former pro surfers.

And should a good hurricane swell grace the event, a sizable portion of the audience will probably be catching waves of their own rather than spectating along the boardwalk. From Breezy Point to Montauk, the breaks will be stippled with the seal-like forms of surfers celebrating a spontaneous pagan holiday, work and school happily spurned.

It’s not hard to imagine New York’s urban aloha going the way of its Polynesian progenitor, but for the moment a genial, just-folks atmosphere reigns. That’s because it’s still possible to find a bit of ocean to oneself here. And if living in New York proves anything, it’s that it only takes a little — quiet, green, surf — to suffice.

Would that Quiksilver and its confreres learn the same lesson.

Thad Ziolkowski is the author of the memoir “On a Wave.” He directs the writing program at Pratt Institute.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

An Angel Moves Too Fast To See

Andy Kessler w/two board quiver and pre-yup-whip on River Street. The last time we crossed paths he had a copy of Andrew Kidman's 'Last Hope' in his hands.  It was Friday August 9, 2009 and Kess was on his way to Montauk for the weekend.  He spoke of recent sesh at a secluded spot where he got caught inside and royally worked over. It was early in the season for 'this kind of punishment' and was pumped to get himself into heavier situations come September. His quiver was coming together (not these boards), he was getting in better shape, paddling more and feeling confident. He died three days later. Don't take 'this' for granted, go call or kiss a loved one.  KESS LIVES (S.A.F.)

'an Angel moves...'

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


Long Island Wylin' tomorrow night with Deertick, Wormburner et al for the Tommy Brull Foundation's SHINE A LIGHT music festival.  Irie 45 vibes by DJ Matchy...

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Inna Dur(r)ant Style

Handsome Australian cinematographer, producer and director Jonno Durrant caught with his lens off at Anthology Film Archives during the SIGHT/SOUND premiere.  He'll be on hand(some) tomorrow night at Monster Island Basement, hopefully in a Knicks jersey with a pack of sexy foreign blondes whom he won't be introducing to anyone. They're his 'friend's sisters,' he swears!  Hear that Hugh Jackman!?!?


Monday, August 1, 2011

Surfing 28 States/Our Home City Clash

From the Aussies who brought you 'Surfing 50 States' and 'Somewhere Near Tapachula'

Thursday evening at MONSTER ISLAND!  Buy tix HERE

'Fund-raising event for Our Home orphanage ( and the Good Shepard Public School they are building to provide over 300 Indian kids with free education! Stefan's event in Australia went off - they raised over $3500! We're having ROAM and FANCY COLORS playing some live music. Cheap Beer and Wine. Silent Auction on limited edition photos from our India filming...AND...sneak peak at the Teaser Trailer for our new TV series - SURFING 28 STATES: IndiaPlus a raffle where you can win a surfboard, plus lots of other great gear!$8 and all profits to Our Home! Presented by SMASH. Call or email if you need more info.


Jonno and Smriti and Our Home Charity'