In all this rain (it was dry for a night last week but I was laid up with some infectious nasal nonsense. It was mostly yellow), there has been little to no skateboarding in Taipei city for me. Anyone who accomplished anything in teh last couple of weeks deserves respect, even if it was done at nangang or under a bridge. Tonight, as the rain roars off the plastic awnings aroudn my building, I'm watching some 411. I'm going to watch all of them. I'm into the first episode, and I can admit that to the young and foolish, it looks like a compilation of badly filmed youtuber material, except they used to go a lot bigger, and they wore baggier clothes and jumped off the fourth floor into the hotel pool. The point that I would expect yougner and therefore less important skaters to realize is that no one filmed anything then, at least comparatively. There are even photos held for ten seconds and people doing tricks on curbs. There are lots of huge tricks, and frankly, a lot of flip in - flip out grinds and slides that i'll just never do. If you want to know what was happening 25 years ago, on a youtube level, watch as many 411s as you can stand. You could wear comfortable clothes while you skated curbs without shame, the way fat americans eat cake. Maybe the biggest difference is you can't see any fucking brands. At all.
I'd like to see skating fottage dys-balkanized. the internet shattered it inot a million peices. as much as it's not about filming or particular tricks, it also is. The internet is as old as 411.
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