Sometimes lost in the humorous digs toward Bobby “Big Government” Worrest’s fluctuating waistline, comical tattoo art and internet movie adventures is the fact that the lil beardo does some of the hardest tricks dreamable by those who do their deepest thinkings within the confines of a dive bar, as opposed to EAS2. The 360 flip noseslide pop-over is one of these, the up/down opening run on the block at DC’s Pulaski Park is another, and so is the backside tailslide kickflip out on a fairly legit handrailing. Bobby Worrest remains a BTO favorite because he is still pretty East Coast after all these years, stays awesome while not taking himself or his skating especially serious, kickflips humongous street gaps and continues to go by the name of “Bobby” well into his mid-20s, which is something. Thoughtless web uploaders have failed to make this section accessible via YouTube but the whole video’s up here, and the part in question starts around 11:10.
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ABD by Bob Burnquist BTW
In the past BTO has been accused by certain haters and pharisees of favoring lefties, so in a way it’s something that I’m even giving the new goof-heavy TWS vid the time of day. But just as summer wouldn’t be summer without a slick Bonnier Corp. production, summer on the internet wouldn’t be quite as sweet without an undercooked examination said DVD, and hey, it’s another year of free Transworld I guess. I got birdcages to line out here, people.
The danger with evolving into an institution, at least as far as the wonderful world of skateboard videos goes, is the risk of devolving into formula, and TWS definitely has one, with variances depending on who’s behind the lens in any given year. So it’s worth noting what “RFF” does in terms of coloring outside the lines laid down by Evans*, Hunt, et al–mostly a slim 35-minute runtime that again dispenses with the voiceovers (best move TWS vids have made in the last six years, besides filming Richard Angelides) and most of the bum footage. This time around the Holland/Ray duo leave the dusty 70′s roadhouse rock in favor of a color-splashed perpetual motion machine similar to the one that powered Nike’s “Debacle” vid, but with a little more of a retro 80′s feel. One personal highlight was the intro’s opening synth line, which had me thinking for a hot second that “RFF” would dare to be stupid, though these hopes were soon dashed like so many Weird Al Grammy dreams.
The skating I was more mixed on. Kellen James is definitely sipping on that I-can-fuck-with-Koston juice, and who knows, maybe he can these days. There’s credit to be given to dudes who see the classical appeal in switch k-grinding handrails and his nollie bigspin backside tailslide is mean; also liked how he got all Kyle Leeper on those pavilion blocks and the round-the-way switch noseblunt. Nice part with the perfect first-section song, and while there’s only so many frontside shoves out of backside lipslides that the world needs, the world is Kellen James’ oyster right now as far as skateboard tricks go, which seems like a lot of fun.
Meanwhile, I forgot to mention before how I was a fan of Joey Brezinski’s 180 switch manual-body varial line.
Fun historical analogues in the montage, not limited to Slash’s Bartman tee–Dan Peterka comes out of retirement for a mondo kink boardslide and Theotis Beasley touches down on a backside double heelflip, and while I’m sure somebody somewhere has done one since the heady days of “Big Pants Small Wheels,” I’ll be durned if I’ve seen one personally. At a certain point though I start thinking that this is an album that would’ve made a better EP, and that point is Corey Duffel, who to me always looks like he’s posing for an Alternative Press pull-out poster; his brand of punk rawk has a kind of calculatedness that’s summed up really well in the credits-footage bluntslide, where he knocks some loosened knobs off a ledge and scatters them in front of the camera, just so. We’ll note for the record the progressive aspects of this section (sports jerseys, hugging Cameron Boutte), give props to the backside tailslide, note that adding nosegrabs generally does not make a trick compelling, and move along.
Recently unretired Matt Beach is quite different, in a few different ways. I don’t know what his ass is shaped like for instance, and I feel a bit bad that this part didn’t much move me… even in his Firm heyday I wasn’t a terribly big fan of the Beach, but I am glad he’s back, because it’s another notch in the altruistic column for Nike Inc. and I think skateboarding right now needs more people with his type of mindset in general. Good tricks were the switch tailslide switch kickflip, the ice powerslide and that frontside blunt pop to fakie, and it’s cool that this dude can come out of the wilderness and bust Jimmy Carlin ledge tricks if he wants to. Nice but lengthy song too, although the last trick is worth the wait and one for the books, whatever those are and wherever they’re kept.
*Slow-mo headstand kid was a definite shout-out
Bobby Worrest had buddies who died face-down in the muck so that you and I can enjoy this internet blog website
Not so long ago, I went a-shopping and came up on a copy of the old PitCrew video “Where I’m From” being offered for the princely sum of $5, so I figured, what the fuck–pretty awesome DC effort with parts from Jake Rupp and Darren Harper, not as good as “Pack a Lunch,” but what is. What hit me most about this vid was that Bobby Worrest was in full-on snotnosed fashion, a skinny little kickflippin’ handrailin’ SOB that I barely recognized, accustomed as I am to the macrobrew-swilling tattoo merchant nowadays beloved by the Gonz and strippers alike. It was sort of like wandering into the corner bar in your hometown and seeing the little neighbor kid all puffed up and red-faced, nursing a tequila sunrise, except if you were in the nation’s capital and possessed a functional time machine along with some flannel.
The modern day Bobby Worrest has many advantages. He can dress. You know, he’s got that tech ability but there’s restraint too, when you talk about taking the switch 360 flip to noseslide back to regular. The dude has an eye for overlooked ledge tricks (b/s 180 to switch k-grind), skates at night a lot and has balls enough to do a fakie hardflip on flat, and not even the Bryan Herman-approved kind of hardflip which is all the rage these days. Old(er) school rap is becoming kind of a safe move for skate parts these last couple years but it’s a good look here as there’s a lot of actual street skating in this part, by which we mean longer lines than you’d normally see, which stray beyond the generally accepted format of b/s tailslide 270 shove-it, nollie 360 flip, front blunt bigspin or whatever the Forecast generation’s version of the b/s tail-nollie flip-nosegrind 411 line may be.
Sort of like Silas Baxter Neal, probably Bobby Worrest is at some point in his career where he can keep cranking out parts like this and be good for years, as long as he stays away from those chicken-scratcher grinds on banks. It’s hard to guess at what his ultimate motivation might be. If it’s strippers and beer and weed then his longevity may be secure, as it seems to have worked wonders for Fred Gall, who is rich and famed and well-beloved, in addition to being from New Jersey. Hopefully Worrest’s sponsors will steer his career around stereotype potholes filled with Coors Light and Rambo and shit, but God knows it’s a tough economy out there.
Joey Brezinski leads a scrappy team of crime-fighting guinea pigs in the outrageous animated adventure “Right Foot Forward”
I’ve been a Joey Brezinski fan but sometimes it’s hard. He’s always spinning around. So you really have to pay attention to know what’s going on in a general way. Plus I think he gets so mindbendlingly tech’ed out that he sometimes forgets how to execute your obligatory street pro tricks like the kickflip backside tailslide, and looks a little off when he does them.
So you can imagine my surprise when I put on this new Transworld video and discovered that Brezinski has gone back to the basics. Comparatively. By which I mean, the average length of combo-trick names in his “Right Foot Forward” section came in a bit lower than that of his recent Cliche video part, exhaustively chronicled earlier. He didn’t manage to crack the hallowed 15-word threshold, but did come pretty close at one point. Breakdown is as follows:
-Switch nose manual fakie bigspin manual drop-down to manual backside 180 out (12 words, 77 characters)
-Backside nosegrind shove-it to backside tailslide to fakie (8 words, 59 characters)
-Halfcab kickflip nose manual backside tailslide to fakie (8 words, 57 characters)
-Backside tailslide to fakie manual half-cab kickflip (7 words, 53 characters)
-Frontside noseslide nollie bigspin switch manual 180 (7 words, 53 characters)
-Halfcab noseslide to nose manual nollie heelflip (7 words, 48 characters)
-Half-cab kickflip manual revert half-cab kickflip (6 words, 50 characters)
-Frontside noseslide fakie manual bigspin kickflip (6 words, 50 characters)
Aural fatigue aside this is a pretty good effort from the manual madman and I kind of dig how he tries to grubby up his squeaky-clean manual act with some of those dingy wallride spots the youth* are so fond of these days. The simple(r) shit was good too, like the backside 5-0 to switch f/s crooked grind and the backside double flip, and that zany powerslide move turned out far better than it probably should have. We’ll get into the whole aesthetic of the TWS vid a bit later on, but I’m respecting the Holland/Ray vision as far as these levitation clips too – the type of thing that doesn’t take a whole lot of time away from the actual skating but adds to the overall, er, vibe. Brah.
*no, no, no
Does that make me Clarabelle Cow
Transworld Skateboarding presents the first video I will buy that includes a Corey Duffel part. How long do you think he was sitting on that Biebel jersey, hotly anticipating the highest-profile occasion on which to break it out for film documentation? Yes, it’s a new America. Seeing as Duffel’s boy Mitt didn’t make it to the show, it’s high time to get mending those fences. Say it loud, William.
More to the point: I think it would be a moderately good look (or at least a semi-refreshing change of pace) if TWS traded in their dads’ Northern Lights-scented 8 track tape collection for some type of minimal techno soundtrack for this video. And the rainbow quick-cut collage clips make me think of the Tomorrowland motif or whatever I imagined Plan B’s “Superfuture” promo was getting at, until the Beatles kicked in. Do it TWS, keep us guessing. If the vid clocks in under 40 minutes and I promise it will be one of my five favoriteist videos of the year, even with the unbearably boring Duffman. You know I’m saddled up on Kellen James’ and Bobby “the Body” Worrests’ balls already.
I’ve had my say and remain fairly excited about this video. At this point I would like to turn the blog over to the controlled chaos of the TWS comments section, in deference to their unbending wisdom and powerful variance.
OMG this is going to be the sickest skatevideo ever !!!!!!!!!!!!:P
i know ima get hated on, but its kinda weird they make an all goofy vid
dope skating+time lapse traffic footage+skaters silhouettes on the beach=transworld vid
I heard Bobby did the Canadian Embassy 21 stair and he is saving the footy for this!
HELL YEA RAY RAY DEFINITLY DIFFERENT WIT THE EDITING BUT HEY ITS COOL 2009 STAY ON DA GRIND
Jevelle likes fat white hoes and likes to sleep instead of skating and watches ski videos for fun to try and get with girls that ski alpine meadows.