A big salute to superstars Ed Robbins, Danny Williams, and Erik Malvarez
We’re gonna miss you guys at Blue Sky. ¡Un bien viaje hermanos!
Adam Bullard a.k.a. “the AB” blasting his patented Christ Air. He could also ollie chest high on command.
The Classic AB Board:
Alva ? Beau Brown (extreme kicktail)
Indy’s
OJ’s
Adam was the drummer for our band. He was huge into Thrash Metal- bands like Kreator from Germany, Voivod, DRI. One time we all went to a DRI gig in Anaheim, California. AB disappeared halfway through the show. It turned out he was beat up by some bouncers and thrown down a handrail on his nuts.
Matt Bullard was the first on the block to do ollie flips. We were all jealous.
The Classic Matt Bullard Board:
Powell Peralta Lance Mountain
Rannali Trucks
Rat Bones
Legend has it, he once rode a new PPLM deck for a week WITHOUT GRIPTAPE (it was out of stock at the skateshop).
According to his brother Adam, Matt can still bust ollie flips on his FIRST try. It must be routine due to his trademarks: tight O.P. shorts, large, muscular man-legs and compact torso. It’s never too late to turn pro Matthew…
When Tim Burton spoke at Lincoln Center last month he brought along 3 clips from Sweeney Todd that had never been seen before. Excited, I braced myself for what I thought would be something different. But, being someone who finds musicals hard to stomach, I was unsure if I’d like the film. Well, the clips were pretty out there and I felt uneasy and interested at the same time. But I suppose that’s what something new can feel like.
NOTE: NO SPOILERS. After seeing the movie last night, I hadn’t realized exactly how different it was than anything I can remember. Beginning right from the studio logo itself – it mowed down the audience with a powerfully evil score and thrust at you these dark, blackened visuals, and never stopped. Some of the horror leaves you feeble. Great characters. The songs are haunting and the story excellent.
Huge laughs for what was probably the lightest moment in the film:
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I also noticed that Burton had put many masterful touches in the film. At times the score bends pitch every so slightly as if the “analog” tape reels were dragged by a finger. A broken mirror that reveals the characters in dozens of hideous caricatures, and each one correlating beautifully with a line of song. Camera cranes that cage and contain the actors. The aged look of the film emphasized the feeling that you were watching a classic. When I went to bed later, I wondered what would become of some of the characters. Would they repeat the past? It gave me nightmares. Merry Christmas!