I wasn't in pure 'blogger' mode, but here is what I shot, incomplete as it is. It was impossible to cover all of the ridiculous shit happeneing at this party.
Lets start with the RVCA signing
: Only about 10 people
found it worthwhile to get off their ass
to go meet the new SKATER of the YEAR
, Leo Romero
, along with some of his team-mates like Cairo Foster
, Keegan Sauder
, Josh Harmony
, Austin Stephens
, and Ed Templeton
. Only a small handful of people thought, "Yes, I will go and talk to these pro skaters who are there just to hang out and talk to me, perhaps they will answer some of my questions and I will be enlightened." Perhaps getting something signed by a living legend like Leo Romero is a "Gay" idea and you are way too cool to do something so stupid. This guy took some time from his day to say whats up. And he lived. And nothing bad happened to him.
And the kid above came to show us his Toy Machine tattoo. All his burning questions were answered.
This is my shitty photo of the sign outside, I meant to get a better one when I got out of the car, but soon forgot to do that, so I'm left with this. I'm sure there's a better one floating around in cyberspace.
There was a photo booth set up, that simultaneously gives you a print, and emails a version to some database, and also shows up on a screen outside the photo booth so everyone can see whats going on. So if you think you are being private while getting your sack out, you are not. Grif, with a random lady.
Carl and Grif.
Matt B and Tess, lets make it tad dirty...
Deanna and I knew better, and we are sober, so we have no excuse for our actions
As you can see in our last post, Matt Field
was busy doing "Yoga Moshing.
" I spoke with him briefly, and he said he has been 3 years sober. That cup he holds is coffee. But I must wonder about other drugs. Doing yoga to hardcore metal bands could be a future workout video, I think he should trademark that shit ASAP.
Uno mas foto booth sneak attack. (with bonus crotch dig.)
Behind the back guitar solo action.
The balcony was for gamblers, better use your sense. Collin, Jerry and Tancowny - a coincidence?
The moment had arrived. Kevins post yesterday was from above, and I am down below...
Jake emitted some words
about the greatness of Leo Romero, and how he deserved it more than all the other people who were whining about their favorites for Skater of the Year, like Grant T, Andrew R, Dylan R, all great athletes to be sure, but not however, the chosen one for the year 2010. No one goes as balls-out as Leo does every fucking day, with no regard of all life in his path including his own.
Lets all shed a tear.
Get this fucking hippie lettuce out of my shot.
Over sized novelty check received.
And a guitar was presented as a gift, which actually caught Leo off guard, and was a touching moment.
Backstage, Leo had his own VIP dressing room, just like the headlining bands, like TSOL
The guitar is sweeeeeet. I hope he plays "Mi Cara"
This thing is heavy, I wonder when a murder will be committed with an SOTY trophy?
You know you're big time when you have your own dressing room just to get an award.
You are tonight.
"I wanna be on the Toy website." Wishes granted every day.
Erica was there to congratulate Leo on his epic year.
"I am honored to have this human in my life." – Ed T.
Tony Trujillo. Let me stop here and tell a story about the TSOL
concert going on upstairs. The dance floor was soaked in beer, and a massive open pit had formed where a few willing and desperate slam-dancers were out looking for the few others to clash into. (The kids these days call it a mosh-pit, but I prefer the older "slamming" myself.) The wetness of the floor made it real slippery. Needless to say, the floor was quite gross with the mixture of beer, vomit, and hundreds of shoes walking all over it. The people moshing were falling all over it, and a few wasted girls were out there falling into the floor face first, getting groped, and rolling around in the filth. Tony T (seen above) was mopping the floor with his own wife! He had her by the feet, and was skidding her tits and face down all over the floor in circles and then rolling around while making out? I'm not sure, but that's sort of what it looked like from my angle. People were getting more aggressive as TSOL got more heated. And people were slamming mega-hard on the slipery floor, colliding and crashing with spectacular pile-ups. Ian Deacon
from Flip Skateboards
slipped onto his dome and was knocked out cold. I watched people pull his limp body from the alcohol puddled floor. I emailed him later that night and asked what happened. He was in the hospital getting 7 stitches and sent me this gruesome photo of his injury. Enjoy.
Oh yeah, that thing.
"I wish I got this back in 1990, boo-hoo!" –Ed Templeton
"But seriously, I'm jealous. Can I take this home for a little bit?"
A certain milieu.
Leo went into TSOL's
dressing room and stole their beer. The SOTY
can do no wrong tonight.
"Gimme some chocolate milk." –Jerry Hsu
"No, dude. It's my chocolate milk!" – Dan Rogers
"Ok." Dan relented.
After the event, many people congregated at the Phoenix Hotel in the Tender-Loin of SF
It was all fun and games with Josh, Matt and Tess.
"Boy, was that chocolate milk ever satisfying."
Special Leo SOTY X Thrasher shirts...
Yeah, that's Toy Machine's last Skate of the Year, Brian Anderson. Bad Ass.
Grif attracted some female humans to him with his animal magnetism.
Shrewgy and Keegan. Shrewgy is the guy who sponsored me on Thunder back in the late 80's.
Kevin and Leo get close and awesome.
Both of Toy Machine's SOTY's together, BA and Leo.
The night was still young for Leo, who was spotted as late as 4am on Newell Street, drunk but still standing.
"Lemme smell your folicles Deanna, yep, you're Mexican, I can smell it."
The next day I met up with BA, it has been years since we had the chance to sit down and talk in any signifigant way. This was long overdue!
The night after in San Francisco.
Deanna and I were walking around Union Square and ran into Wiggins and Chris Cole, who was with his family ice skating. So random and rad.
Toy Machine's slogan for 2011.
Posted December 14th, 2010 by And by ridiculous I mean...