Posts Tagged ‘Antwuan Dixon’

Golden Arms

April 29, 2018

In Alejandro Jodorowsky‘s 1989 surrealist horrifier ‘Santa Sangre,’ a tormented mime’s apprentice watches his knife-thrower dad chop off his mother’s arms in a fit of pique —- leading the traumatized youngster to later turn over control of his own upper appendages to his disabled mother. Increasingly grisly results follow, in a cautionary tale reminding viewers that while arms oftentimes can serve wholesome and constructive purposes, like foraging for rare mushrooms or building a space telescope, they also can bring darkness, such as drawing closed some thick drapes or committing serial murders.

So it goes in the skateboard industry, where brawny lumberjacks once flexed on hard-rock Canadian maples to construct the first multi-ply decks, and later, vert-shirted 80s pros straightened elbows to extend triumphant inverts atop half-pipe decks for pleasure and profit. Despite arms’ usefulness when twisting off beer caps or tweaking melon grabs, the fickle nature of skateboarding has seen arms fall in and out of favour as the pasttime matured and mutated, trick trends and stylistic preferences rising and falling like some promiscuous tide.

Street plants gave way to pressure flips in the early 1990s, but by decades’ end arms again were resurgent, as Lennie Kirk and Quim Cardona built sturdy franchises around their wild upper-body gesticulations. And soon enough the backlash came, as aesthetic pendulums hurtled in the opposite direction and we wound up with Ronson Lambert. Hostilities toward wild armness persisted long enough into the aughts to sow doubts about an AWS slot for yung Torey Pudwill, and as the Baker generation built new legends around Antwuan Dixon’s seemingly sleepwalking upper body, many gave the trend up for dead.

Even in our current age where so many ugly chapters past are brushed off and marked up — the goofy boy, the D3 — perhaps an overt revival of the flung-arms style still would’ve never flown. But skids have been greased by a rapidly spreading trend of landing tricks with bodily sketch, often resulting in one leg being raised up and waggled overtop the still-rolling board, ostensibly for balance but more often to collect valuable likes and other less-spoken kudo forms. Under such air cover, a new and vibrant loud arm era may be dawning.

Magnus Bordewick is a John Shanahan for the quivering euro zone, mistrustful of clothes that do not swish as he elevates arm action to levels unseen in some time. In Numbers Edition 4, the latest video clip from the California skateboard company, Magnus Bordewick uncorks his explosive brand of flip tricks over and up any number of blocks and steps, waving his Nordic limbs with abandon much of the time. Whereas Torey Pudwill’s arm motions often hit the red while balancing on history’s most drawn-out backside smith grinds and backside tailslides, Magnus Bordewick’s flapping generally coincides with rocketing pop and crater-making impacts, like on the massive fakie flip on the bank, the fence-clearing kickflip, the massive bigspin flip up the long stairs. You wonder about some pressure cracks and blown-out airbags, if and when these inevitably find their way toward major-label shoe corporations’ skate offerings as a premium pricing tool.

If the awesomely combustible Magnus Bordewick represents the Flame Boy in this unfolding arms race, is JScott Handsdown his Wet Willy? Was Kyle Walker’s ‘windmill factory’ 50-50 ender for ‘Spinning Away’ the 2017 SOTY’s declaration of allegiance? Where do Brian Wenning and Antwuan Dixon’s strengthening comebacks factor in? Should the Dime Glory Challenge replace its ‘gangster challenge’ with a ‘one-footed roll-away high kick challenge’?

Boil the Ocean Owes The Following Parties An Apology

May 6, 2010

Austyn Gillette
His recent “day in the life” feature was deemed kind of bland on this blog-spot, skate tricks notwithstanding, but in recent weeks his take on jazzing up oatmeal with peanut butter, bananas and cinnamon began to resonate with me personally and ultimately took the oatmeal business to a whole different level around here. So obviously this clip “stuck” with me* more than initially reported, and for that, we regret the oversight.

Jereme Rogers
Having a grudging tolerance/general boredom with Twitter, it was probably almost for sure fate when I randomly checked JR’s twit-feed the other day and saw him hinting among the most recent postings at competing in the upcoming Maloof event in New York… but at the time it was simply too difficult to bring myself to care, and I moved on, perhaps thinking back to a previous posting that speculated Rogers’ comeback would take something more like three years (as opposed to less than one). Jereme Rogers, now a well-known internet music artist, is maybe feeling a little bit of peer pressure to up the ante and buy some more cars since that Aston Martin is looking a little bit Marge-Simpson-Chanel-suit. And if there’s a growth industry out there right now, it’s definitely selling music, but a backup plan can never hurt. Whatever the case he felt the need to up his own personal Buzz Factor with the recent proclamation that “Rogers Back” so probably I (and by proxy, you) should just roll with it.

People in the theater when Antwuan Dixon went to the movies the other day
Because a lot of them were probably quiet buttondown family types who were hoping to settle back in their stadium seats after a long day in the rat race and watch Freddy Krueger mutilate children in peace. I don’t believe Antwuan Dixon’s blustering review and see real fear in his eyes as he talks about this movie, which sounds really scary.

People who look at this blog
The longsuffering gentle reader of this web-page probably deserves more regular apologies, but time (and inclination honestly) has been thin lately and the drudgeries of daily life are pretty dire. Reality rap, this may or may not change going forward.

My skateboard
We haven’t spent nearly enough time together..

*heh hah?

The High Hard One

October 27, 2009

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For this edition of our semi-monthly Antwuan Dixon face tattoo update, we ask: when might we expect to see some teeth-filing? Or perhaps some horn implants

Baker Boys of Summer

July 21, 2009

baker_tour_bed
It’s a wrap

Though it may not feel like it across most of the country, these allegedly are the dog days of the summer season, and the numerous and powerful corporate interests behind Boil the Ocean hope that you are enjoying them as such. With the high-contrast blare of “Debacle” faded a bit, the super-ams of Powell and Sk8Mafia entertaining new endorsement offers, Zoo York counting its Gatorade incentive cash (nice catch by YWS) and the Blind team again scattered to the four winds, we find ourselves in a lull before the next round of powerhouse productions from the likes of TWS, Zero, Flip and Emerica. Putting the pain of the Duffel/Howard BATB game out of mind, now is the season of bro-dom, in which we all ought to be out enjoying the summer weather* in the manner of your own choosing – skateboarding, shooting the breeze, learning tricks, taking slams and so on.

Video-wise, this heartfelt sentiment is best captured by the bro-love section of the Baker-Deathwish tour video documenting, ah, last summer – if you have the DVD it begins around the 26:19 mark. Antwuan Dixon demonstrates that beneath a fearsome façade of face tattoos and battle-ready knuckles there lurks a helpful domesticate who just wants to see his drug-addled buddies sleep comfortably. There’s mother-and-child-reunion high-fives, haircut goofs and a round of match-the-trick before Mike “Jim Morrison” Plumb gets another helping hand from Slash in achieving a world record grind. It gets no better, bros.

*Note, if you’re reading this from the southern hemisphere where it’s winter currently, get a real hemisphere

This Space For Rent

July 2, 2009

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Perhaps explaining the lack of a Thrasher-sanctioned live webcam at last month’s Wallenberg hurl-a-thon, the publication most likely to be mistaken for Tattoo Magazine has apparently devoted this quarter’s technology budget to a true internet innovation: a zoomable, clickable, labeled guide to Antwuan Dixon’s body of work. On a scale of one to ten in don’t-give-a-fuckness, kindly rank the following:

-face tattoos
-curse-word face tattoos
-misspelled face tattoos
-tattoos that misspell your own name
-Andy Roy
-Rick Ross’s tattoo of Richard Pryor and Abraham Lincoln “pimping” the Statue of Liberty
the “Porcupine Racetrack” skit

Hey Guys, Antwuan Dixon Is Back On His Bullshit

May 17, 2009


Work hard, play hard

We can all probably agree that the recently premiered Baker/Deathwish tour video isn’t going to be any great shakes as far as real serious skating goes, but, it does portend to be heavy on the hi-jinks… which in 2009 basically means Antwuan Dixon’s ongoing police-antagonization show. But even so this Youtube clip gets meta re: bootlegs in a fashion that’s in keeping with the PD aesthetic and spoils a handful of pretty high-caliber tricks, including Antwuan Dixon switch heelflipping the continental divide (pictured above). It also appears as though they got a front-row seat for that notorious Las Vegas brouhaha. At this point you have to wonder whether Reynolds & Co. have considered appointing a team of cameramen to maintain round-the-clock Dixon video coverage, if not for the sake of Deathwish productions, then for legal reasons. Or if they might take a page from the other Slash’s autobiography and at least hire a goon to haul him home at the end of the night.

1. Antwuan Dixon, “Baker Deathwish”

December 30, 2008

Much has been said about Antwuan Dixon keeping skating “dangerous,” being the new Sean Sheffey, his poor luck with the law, his alternative lifestyle choices and so on. And these are all good points, especially as we gird ourselves for a generation of freshly scrubbed Zac Efron-styled park-bred trophy hunters. Without engaging in too much vicarious skatepark brawling or face tat exploitation (though they are amazing) it’s a relief to know there are top-flight working professionals who aggressively don’t give a shit, whereas peers call their sponsors to yank magazine interviews or complain that they aren’t getting their due adoration from the skateboarding public. Antwuan Dixon is out there swinging at the cops, blowing weed, wearing taco hats and skating like pretty much nobody else at all, flicking fakie flips like Kalis, catching half-cab flips the way he does, doing a massive switch frontside flip that looks like a switch frontside flip but not shitty. If that makes sense. Of course it’s part of the Baker genius that he’s able to parlay 2.5 minutes of footage into a five-minute closer section, complete with ice cream sandwich interlude and Red Lobster-ready theme song, but to me this was hands-down my favorite video part all year.

And, well, yeah:

The gentle genius of Antwuan Dixon

May 5, 2008


occupation: skater

There’s been a lot of murmured Sean Sheffey comparisons bantered about Antwuan Dixon, which I guess are a product of his Tampa antics, “large” build (as per the Hillsborough County Sheriff’s Office) and carefree lifestyle. I see it, sort of, but whereas Sheffey was a beast the way he attacked shit on his board, Dixon is much more about sure-footed finesse. People like Pappalardo and Gino can keep their limbs quiet when they do tricks but it’s like Antwuan Dixon’s arms took a vow of silence. Or something. Either way he’s one of the very few skaters to come out in the last few years who doesn’t look like anybody else when he skates.

Between the steady diet of green and rumors of blasting rocks I can see why people might be concerned about a premature fade out for Dixon (another Sheffey comparison) but I think he’ll be okay. He’s got Reynolds to guide him and probably he’s just like any 19-year-old kid who needs to fight the cops a few times to get it out of his system. Time will tell of course, and if he shows up at Tampa in a couple years and strolls out to the middle of the park with a full six pack of beers, I may have to admit I’m wrong. But not until then.

Baker/Deathwish on Google video