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January 28 2011 . 12:28pm

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January 05 2011 . 05:52am

Alex Olson is the son of skateboard legend Steve Olson, and young Olson grew up curb surfing himself but soon became curious about photography when he started hanging out with artist and professional skater Ed Templeton. Olson currently skateboards for Vans shoes is sponsored by Girl Skateboards, which is co-owned by Spike Jonze. Growing up in Santa Monica, California, the 24 year-old American’s environment seems to have shaped his eye for creativity, both in terms of skateboarding and photography. Dazed caught up with him to talk about photography, skateboarding, modeling and his quarter-life crisis. 

Dazed Digital: You’re from L.A. but you’re currently in NYC. Did you move here for good?
Alex Olson:
I am not living here permanently. I am just cruising, couch surfing.

DD: How long ago did you start taking photos?
Alex Olson: I started hanging out with Ed Templeton and getting boards from him when I was 16. I was hanging out with him and he is always taking photos, which makes you just naturally want to do the same. I didn’t really start taking photos though until about three years ago.

DD: What was the first nice camera you bought?
Alex Olson: The first nice camera I bought was a Contax T3. Before that I had just got little point and shoots as stocking stuffers from my mum and dad.

DD: Do you still use the Contax T3?
Alex Olson: I don’t take it out as much. I am really rugged on my stuff. I usually use an Olympus which I can take out and cruise around with.

DD: What have you been shooting?
Alex Olson: Just friends, just cruising. I have no set guide of what I am going to shoot. I guess mostly skateboarding. Not skateboarding tricks but more documenting the skateboard scene.

DD: Tell me about Olson Stuff?
Alex Olson: 
I set up a website called Olson Stuff which includes my photos and a blog.  

DD: It seems I keep seeing you in fashion magazines as a model, most recently in Purple with Chloe Sevigny. Are you modelling too?
Alex Olson: Ah… I guess you could call it modelling? It was never like, I went for a casting. It always just happens, or it’s an accident. For the most part I see someone in New York and they are like “Hey, I am doing this thing, come with us for a bit.” I would like to shoot fashion one day, so I kind of have been hanging out with people who are into that. 

DD: Has staying in New York helped you with photography?
Alex Olson: L.A. is the worst for doing anything creative, with the exception being movies. If you wanted to get into acting then I would tell you to move to L.A. but if you want to do anything else don’t move there. And the surfing isn’t even good there. In L.A. people are always trying to hustle but it’s in a weird way. New York’s version of hustling is kind of to culturalize and hang out which I think is a more positive way.

DD: You mentioned going through a quarter-life crisis, do mind sharing that?
Alex Olson: I had a whole quarter-life crisis. I was tripping out thinking, ‘Man, I am screwed after professional skateboarding’. The voice in my head kept saying, “How are you going to make money after skateboarding?”. My friends are all going through that now, too. It was something I was never warned about. It really hit home when one of my skateboard sponsors sat me down and said, “If you blow this you’re screwed!” I had nothing to fall back on. So I picked up a million hobbies to figure out which one I liked best.

DD: You grew up with a professional skateboarder for a father, have you ever not been into skateboarding?
Alex Olson: Last year I was really turned off by skateboarding. I didn’t really know what I enjoyed about it. Skateboarding today is not about the act of skateboarding, it’s just about doing a difficult trick. I started to figure out what I liked about it which made me stop looking at new skate magazines; now I watch old skate videos and look at old magazines from back in the day. My blog really got me inspired.

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Steve Olson video interview

December 10 2010 . 05:27pm

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Steve Olson interview from 2002

December 08 2010 . 03:37pm

Steve Olson
Around 1979, Steve, along with Santa Cruz teammate Duane Peters, was one of the first skateboarders to get into the burgeoning punk rock scene. Like DP’s first Santa Cruz pro deck with the caution stripes graphics, Steve’s checkerboard pro model was an icon in skateboarding around the turn-of-the-decade. Over the past 20 years, Steve has never stopped skating for long. It’s safe to say he’s a lifer who is still going strong today. Interview conducted by phone in late 2002.

When did you start skating?
I started skating in 1966 on a steel wheel Roller Derby board, cruising down the hills in the East Bay.

Did you keep skating throughout the late ’60s and early ’70s?
We kept skateboarding. That was the deal—we used to get a skateboard for Christmas. That’s how I got my first skateboard. I think I was five. You know what I mean? We’d keep getting…those Christmases, you’d get a new skateboard.

When urethane wheels came out…
That was insane—a breakthrough.

Did you get a skateboard then?
No, I was way past getting skateboards for Christmas, or whatever—birthdays. We were already buying our own, and surfing, and then it was on.

When did you start riding pools?
When we saw it in a surf movie. There was some little clip of skateboarders in a surf movie, so it was like, "Oh, wow! Let’s go find a pool!"

So you rode backyard pools before you went to skateparks?
Yeah, they were all over California, really–Northern California, Southern California.

Did you ever ride with the Dogtown guys?
Yeah, I saw those cats ride. I knew a couple of ’em through surfing, like Jay Adams and some of the surfing dudes. I remember seeing them skating at the Fruit Bowl, then it became a really cool pool, or whatever. But, I remember seeing them come there one time. Tony Alva and Jay were doing their thing back then and it was pretty sick.

Do you remember jumping over Duane Peters in Big O’s channel?

Do you remember much of those days?
Kind of. If I could go back and think about it for a second, I’m sure I could still have some kind of mind recall. But, yeah—absolutely.

Do you still have the Skateboarder magazines with you in them?
Yeah, my folks have those magazines.

Did you save any of your old Santa Cruz decks?
Some of them, but most of them I just gave away, traded or sold. But, I have every one of my models now—all of ’em.

You bought them?
I didn’t buy them, people were just like, "Oh, look. I got one of your old boards. I thought maybe you’d probably want it." Not collecting, or whatever. There’s this one girl who’s a skateboard collector who gave me a couple of boards I didn’t have. She’s really cool–this girl Gail.

Gale Webb?
No (laughs). Not skate mom…dot com.

Is she an old school skater?
Gale Webb? Yeah (laughs)—just kidding. Not at all. She’s just a chick that’s cool and she was like, "I like to collect skateboards, they seem pretty interesting."

How did your trip to Apple happen?
Who was on that trip? Brad Bowman? Bert Lamar?

I don’t know.
Were you not there?

I saw you there and got you to sign my board, but I can’t remember if you were with anyone.
I don’t know. I went there a couple of times. It was like, "This skatepark wants you to come out and skate their park for a weekend."

So you just went to Apple and back home?
One of the trips we went to Apple, Michigan, Wisconsin and blah, blah, blah. Ted Terrebonne was there snapping photos.

Do you remember anything from Apple?
Oh, I remember Apple well.

What did you like about it?
Oh, the two-thirds pipe, GSD! Hello! That was sweet! I just liked to skate it—that was fun, no? GSD, I’m asking you a question!

Yeah! I only went there two or three times. I didn’t have a car and I was two hours away.
Oh, drag. So, you’re telling me I rode Apple more than you.

Probably (laughs).
Okay, I’m just checking.

Tell the story about when you went to Apple’s owner’s house for dinner.
Oh, okay–I’d be more than happy. I was going to relinquish that. The deal with Apple was really funny, though, because it was 1979 or ’80 and I had dyed my hair blond. I think I went to the park a little early and they didn’t know I was Steve Olson–the guy with dark hair–and I didn’t really say anything. I was just like, "Oh, yeah. Can I skate?" And they were like, "Well you gotta pay." I was like, "Aw, come on! Just let me ride a little bit." They were like, "No, you gotta pay. Do you have your pads?" I was like, "Yeah." They said, "You have to wear ’em." They were whatever, trippin’.

Then the owner came out and he was like, "You know, we don’t really have time to sit here and try to negotiate any kind of deal with you, sir. This is the admission cost and these are the requirements to skate the facility," blah, blah, blah, blah. So, I pulled him aside and said, "I was just kidding around. My name is Steve Olson." He was like, "Oh, well, that’s good." He was still clueless (laughs). You know what I mean? I was trying to be nice about it, like, "I think you guys flew us out here." But, obviously, he didn’t know anything. I think I put a weird taste in his mouth, because after everyone else showed up, he was like, "Oh, this is one of those pro guys. He’s a troublemaker." And I wasn’t even a troublemaker. It was kind of funny to me that this guy who owned the park couldn’t get it together and didn’t know what the fuck his schedule was (laughs). Then he invited us over to his house for dinner that night.

Do you remember his name?
I want to say Gene.

Yeah, Gene Goldberg.
Oh, was it? Nice! See, my recall is still working, my brains cells still have life. But, Gene had a daughter that was probably around thirteen or fourteen and I think Fred Blood, the rollerskater kid, was with us and he was just out of his mind trying to get with her–chasing her, trapping her in the bowls and dry humping her, and stuff.

(Laughs). Was he over eighteen?
I want to think he was, but I think maybe he wasn’t. But, it didn’t matter, because there was definitely a big age difference kind of a deal, from thirteen to seventeen, there’s a gap at that point in living, right? But, whatever, it was funny. I think Bert Lamar, myself, Brad Bowman, Dave Andrecht and Fred Blood and I don’t know who else–there were maybe a couple of other heads there. But, they invited us over to their house for dinner.

All of you guys were there?
All of us went to Gene’s house for dinner–his wife was cooking and it was obvious his son skated or something and dad was the businessman who made the skatepark—typical scenario. Santa Cruz used to send me boards when I would get to a skatepark. They would ship boards there so I could have them for the tour or whatever the fuck it was, and they’d always slip in a big bag of weed.

Right? It was really great weed, cuz it came from Santa Cruz. I remember I had just got the box right before we went over to the dinner, and there was the weed and I was stoked. So, we got to the house and I hadn’t really got to sample any, so I was thinking, "Fuck!" We sat down to dinner and it started to get kind of boring, so I excused myself from the table and went into the bathroom and rolled a joint. I smoked a little bit of it, opened the window and blew it out and they didn’t really know. I got so stoned that I forgot my bag of weed on the sink in the bathroom when I walked out.

I came back out to the table stoned and everything was funny. So, I started laughing at everybody. Bowman and Lamar realized that I was stoned and they were laughing, cuz they thought it was funny that I was stoned and laughing. If anyone said anything, we would just start cracking up, like, you know, when you have laugh attacks. The family started to laugh with us and we were laughing at them. So, in retrospect, they were laughing at themselves (laughs). It was really funny. That went on throughout the whole dinner. It happened at a couple of different houses. But, at Gene’s house, we were having the laugh attacks, like the milk-coming-though-your-nose kind of laugh attacks, and shit. It was out of control, basically. It was funny, too. Then we got back to our hotel room and went to sleep. The next day, I saw this guy Gene at the skatepark and he was really put off and avoiding me. I was like, "What’s wrong with this psycho?" I hadn’t yet realized that I lost my bag of weed. He was like, "I’d like to have a word with you!"

I was like, "Cool! What’s up, Pops?" He was like, "I really don’t appreciate that kind of behavior and bringing that type of thing into my house." I was trippin’, like, "Whoa, dude. I thought we were all having a fun time." He was like, "Here, take this," and gave me back my bag of weed.

He gave it back to you?
Yeah, and I was like, "That’s cool." Then he was like, "You’ll never be invited back to my house again!" I was like, "That’s okay, pal!"

I can’t believe he gave it back to you.
You know, he wasn’t a bad guy. I’m making him out to sound like a prick, but he wasn’t that bad at all. But, it was funny how it all went down.

Do you remember anything else from Apple?
Yeah, meeting Dave Bush. He was a cool kid—the one lone punk rock kid. Back then you were still considered a freak, outsider, outcast—and every other word that could be negative toward being different or individualistic. Dave was cool, but to remember exactly what shit went down, no. But, I liked Apple—it was fun. I think it was snowing.

Did you consider it to be a really good park?
It was a really good park, there’s no considering shit. I don’t think a lot of people got to ride it.

No. It was open less than two years.
Right. But, it was sweet, man. They had that one weird pool that went to vert quickly—the big one.

The kidney?
No, it wasn’t the kidney. It was more like a…

The egg.
The egg was a steeper pool than most, right? Yeah, that was a sweet pool.

It had about three feet of vert.

Remember the L-bowl?
Kind of. It was just like, indoor skatepark in Ohio, snowing outside, wow. That’s pretty cool.

Did you go to Cherry Hill?
I went to Cherry Hill. They had their three-quarter pipe, but I think Apple’s was better.

Yeah, but Cherry Hill definitely had the better pools. It was just sick—it was another egg bowl. It was just better—the tranny was much more cooperative. Before we went to Ohio, we went to Michigan and I had a hair incident there, too. I went to the park a little early there, too, rolled in and started skating and the skate patrol guys were like, "Hey, man! You gotta wear your pads and stuff." I was like, "Ah, fuck you!" and kept skating.

This kid Spike, who was a little twelve year-old leather coat-wearing kid with spiky hair, and some other little buddy of his, like an Eddie Haskell character, were like, "Yo, man! You’re pretty good, but, you know, those California guys are coming and they’re really good. You got Brad Bowman, Bert Lamar, Dave Andrecht, Tony Alva and Steve Olson." I was just like, "Right on. They don’t even know because of the blond hair." I was like, "They suck!" They were like, "No, man! No they don’t! But you’re pretty good. Where are you from?" I didn’t tell them. They were totally cool little kids. They thought, "This guy’s from our town, he’s one of us, he’s a little older."

Then everyone else rolled in and said, "What’s up, Olson?" and these little kids were like, "Oh, my God!" I pulled them aside and said, "Listen. Don’t you even start going anywhere near that weird vibe trip. You treat me like you did when you first met me, or I’ll kick your ass," and they were down with that. You know like when you would roll into some new place and all of a sudden you’ve got all of these little kids? These little kids said, referring to TA, Bowman and LaMar, "Who are your little friends, Olson?" So, they were immediately accepted by the pros. Those kids just thought they were the shit. It was funny.

There were also great stores down there in Ohio and Michigan with cool, different types of clothing. I remember they had all sorts of great gear there.

You mean thrift stores?
Yeah, thrift stores and vintage stores. Back in ’79, vintage stores were not considered cool like they are nowadays.

Do you remember anything else about Cherry Hill?
I have Cherry Hill stories. Are we doing Cherry Hill stories?

Oh, good. What is this for?

The Apple Skatepark web site.
Oh, it’s an Apple web site? Who goes to it?

Who do you mean?

All of the old school guys.
Oh, they do? That’s funny.

You should check it out. There’s a picture of you standing in front of a pinball machine in Apple’s game room with a crew cut kind of dyed at the top.
Hey, this phone’s going to die.

Okay. Tell us a Cherry Hill story.
I think this phone’s going to die before I can tell it.

Can I call you on your home phone?
Can I call you back on yours?

I’ll call you back in five minutes.
[Note: Steve never called back.]

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December 08 2010 . 04:35am


What do you write and what crews do your represent?
I write HAELER, HAELONE, HAONE, HAELISM and I rep TNT, OTR, AL, MSK, LOD, DMS and the mobb BTM.

Which part of LA are you originally from?
I’m an Eastsider (Boyle Heights), East Los, Downtown LA. Born and raised.

You came from a couple generations of graffiti writers that have called it quits, so what keeps you going?
Yeah, I came from the Bus Writers, Bombers, Tag Bangers era and back to my roots again – straight bombing.

To answer the question, “What keeps you going?” My boy SKILL UTI put it best. Ten years ago he asked me, “I see you’re going hard right now, but when are you gonna stop? Eventually the gas in your tank is gonna run out.” Well I just seen him recently and after ten years he told me, “Damn I see you’re still going.” I said, “Yeah, I still got gas in my tank.” SKILL replied, “You know you’re the last of our bus mobbers generation that’s still going hard and you’re doing what I was doing when I stopped. I see you in me.” For him to say that to me coming from a good friend who inspired me growing up is what keeps me going. The whole AL squad and the rest of my crews from coast to coast is what also keeps me going as well. They all inspire me as much as I inspire them!

When will you or can you stop?
I’ve been asked this question alot over the years and most recently too. I can’t really say. Maybe when I get caught bombing in Iraq or Thailand and they chop my hands off, LOL. As long as we keep pushing bombing to the next level there’s no telling when I’ll stop and honestly this is all I know and this is what I do. This is what I live for. I’m on that get err done, keep on pushing, go-time mode all the time!

Do you think that it was easier to get up back then or now?
Definitely back then. There were no heroes, cellphones, buff or internet. Now it’s just wack. You gotta go out and get yours!

What major differences can you tell me between the writers of this generation compared to when you began?
This new generation of writers today bugs me out. They have no sense of direction and don’t know their history. Kids today start out backwards. They want to start piecing first before they learn how to get their tag down or a throwie. When I started the most important thing was perfecting your handstyle before anything. Then you moved onto throwups, blocks and pieces. My generation is the last of a dying breed. They don’t make them like us anymore. We didn’t have graffiti shops and online stores. Pssshhh, we went out and racked all of our supplies, made our own markers and even made our own buspasses. Busdrivers were getting socked up left and right for their transfers, LOL! We got around for FREE. Shit, I can’t even remember when was the last time I bought paint…NEVER. Boost That Merch, Always Looting. Kids got it easy these days. Grab your mommies credit card and go online to buy all of your supplies.

In your opinion, who do you think is getting up right now in LA?
Nobody worth mentioning. I don’t live in LA anymore, but I dip in and out all the time. All I see is a toyfest everytime I come back. I guess all the real niggas that were crushing are chilling right now, but that AL BYRDGANG gets it in on some real shit when I roll around in LA. Other than that ask me, “Who gets up around the country or worldwide?” and I could answer that easily. LA is done. It’s a burn and a buff. Honestly if you’ve never left LA, nobody knows who the fuck you are out of LA. There’s a whole other world and scene out there so get your travel on niggas. Get your passport and catch up.

I remember back in the Mid-2000′s you had a huge fucken white/black roller down in the LA river. How long did that take you to do?
Hahaha, all I did was draw a sketch, projected it off a projector from across the river and 2 little homies picked up the supplies and hired 5 paisas from Home Depot to bang it out over 2 all-nighters while I was chillin at home sipping on some Hennessy & Coke. See what I mean by next level bombing?

Didn’t you do that for a friendly battle between one of your crew members “OBCES” or something like that?
Yeah, it was a friendly battle, but it was more of a battle for the biggest roller between the West Coast and Midwest for 200 cans. Let me just state that I won and never seen any of that paint, but I’m sure TOOMER enjoyed it.

You run a crew called “At Large”. How many people are in it?
Nah, I don’t run no crew. That’s just a myth, legend, and internet rumors. The crew runs itself but I will say one thing, “Everyone in AL is a mothafucken boss.” As for how many people are in, let’s just say I don’t need 100-200 motherfuckers to make my crew dope or hard. Our squad is tight and small, but that’s all we need. Everyone knows their position and job in the crew. Everyone in the BYRDGANG is with it and gets err done!

How do you manage and keep in touch with so many members?
I don’t. I got a personal assistant and secretary that handles all of that for me.

If I was a young kid that wanted to get down with AL, how would I go about doing it?
You just don’t, plus the crew is locked. Sorry kids.

Beef and Violence always come within the territory of graffiti. What’s your opinion on it?
I mean it is what it is. It does come with the territory and it’s part of the game. But like Biggie said, “Fuck Beef, that shit is played out.” I’ve been dealing with beef for over 20 years. I can sit here all day and tell you war stories and probably even write a book about it, but I ain’t cause I’d rather not mention any names or give any of these niggas props. I’m getting older and kind of over the beef, but still got alot of heart for this shit. If you’re gonna bring it, then bring it cause I’ll come harder and get you where it hurts. You dissing my shit doesn’t hurt or bother me one bit, so please diss my shit and give it your best cause I’ll come back and will be seeing you one day! I actually get off on this shit. It pumps me up to just do more.

On top of a becoming a well-known graffiti writer you are also a father. Has it ever crossed your mind while bombing one night that someday you will have to quit and become a normal person working a 9-5 job?
A normal person? I don’t know how to be a normal person and this is my job. This is what I do. I’m married to this life. I don’t wanna sound like a scumbag, but I’ve lost family, countless girlfriends, and even my kids over the “G” life. So yeah I’ve thought about quitting and getting a normal 9-5, but why stop now? I feel like I’ve already lost everything, plus I’ve been grinding and hustling all my life so I’ma keep on pushing.

You and I both have traveled to Barcelona with The Seventh Letter heads in 2007. Was that your first time out there and what was the experience like?
Yeah, that was my first time out there and was one of the best experiences of my life. The women were dope, the beaches were the shit and completely nude, the nightlife and parties were always crackin, beer around the clock, the coke was wack, and as far as the graff scene – I’ve been to a lot of places but Barcelona was definitely one of the dopest places to paint. Shit is grilled and it runs.

How fucken funny was it when we were at a nude beach in Barcelona talking about some random girl’s tits not knowing that she understood everything we said and spoke English?
That shit was funny as fuck. We were all staring at her tits and saying, “Damn she got some big ol’ rockets!” and she’s like, “I understand everything you guys are saying.” and just smiled. She wasn’t even tripping. The funnier shit that day was when we kept strolling the beach and kept seeing hot bitches for like a mile, then all of a sudden we hit a stretch of nothing but naked fools and were like WTF? I think we were at the wrong beach and turned around real quick, LMAO.

You were out in the East Coast (New York) for a good couple of years. How is the lifestyle different over there in comparison to California?
I’ve been everywhere in the East Coast and it’s more fast-paced over there. Everyone’s on the move not giving a fuck, catching tags and spots in the daytime, etc. Out in the West Coast, everyone is more laid back and chill, but also trying to be heros. People mind their own business out in the East and as long as you mind yours and don’t fuck with their money, they don’t give a fuck. Out here in the West niggas are quick to get on their phone and call it in. Our politics are way different, they don’t really politic out there the way we do. Oh, and the bitches out there in NYC got the fattest asses I’ve ever seen!

I usually ask all of my interviewees this question. Did you ever use to skate?
Of course I used to skate. Some of the best times of my life. There were alot of dope skaters in Boyle Heights. I remember niggas were sponsored but everybody that were dope in those days either started gangbanging or writing. That’s the reason why I stopped. I got deep into writing so skating went out the window. I remember skating Lance Mountain’s halfpipe in Alhambra, skating Venice with the Dogtown homies, and the homie Natas Kaupas from Santa Monica Airlines. Man I can go on forever.

What board(s) did you use to have?
Well first and foremost I started with Powell Peralta. That’s who I looked up to when I was growing up. Then I had a Mark Gonzales (Vision), Eric Dressen (Dogtown), Jeff Kendall and Rob Roskopp (Santa Cruz), Natas Kaupas (Santa Monica Airlines) and of course the whole Bones Brigade with Tony Hawk, Lance Mountain, Steve Caballero, Tommy Guerrero, and Mike Vallely.

What tricks were you able to do?
You know I was riding halfpipes early on and just grinding on the coping. I was never able to catch air, but I was definitely an ollie master. I think before I was done with the skating game I was ollieing and kickflipping school benches.

What is your relationship between Estevan Oriol and Mister Cartoon? How do you know them?
I’ve known them for a minute now. Very good friends of mine that I met through TRIBE and TOOMER. They’ve always looked out for me, especially Estevan.

A lot of your peers have been going the artshow route. Are we ever going to see a “HAEL” artshow in the near future?
I’m happy for every single one of them doing it, god bless em, but as for me I’m not ready to take that route just yet. When that day comes it’s gonna go down hard but for now my shit is going to be in the streets and the streets don’t lie.

You’ve traveled all over the world before and I don’t think you’ve ever been to college? How do you do that? Do you have a sugar momma giving you money or something?
Hahahahahaha, LMFAO! If you were born to mack and know how to scheme, it ain’t too hard. Yeah, I got them hoes in a few area codes that look out. Bitches Love Haeler. Fuck College. I was raised in the streets and that’s good enough for me.

Here’s my “Quickie” section where I give you a word and you tell me what you think.
Cocaine = Love it, Snort it, Smoke it, Drink it, Sprinkle it on my food, and Bitches love it. BYRDGANG BITCHES!
Throws-Ups = Over Everything!
Los Angeles = Born and Raised. My Heart. There ain’t no city like my city in the whole wide world. GO DODGERS and GO LAKERS!
New York = The shit and my second home.
Legal Beagles = Don’t give a fuck about them.
American or European Paint = American all day of course. I’m a RUSTOMAN. RUSTOLEUM over anything. Oops, there goes my Montana sponsorship.

Any last thoughts or shout-outs?
First and foremost my family, my kids, my girl who holds me down. All my friends, homies, and crews: DMS, MSK, OTR, AL, LOD, TNT and BTM. All my sponsors and niggas that look out: 10 DEEP, DTA, JOKER, SEVENTH LETTER, THE WILD ONES, EXPENSIVE TASTE, FAMOUS, and ESTEVAN ORIOL. One last thing, for all you bitch ass niggas talking shit saying that we’re cocky and invented stickers and throwups, FUCK YOU! We just took it to the next level. For every one sticker you got we got a hundred and throwups over everything! TAR, KERSE, POKE, SACE, OVER, ENEMY, WEE, AZAZ, & RACK forever RIP. Wherever you go I go! Byrds make the world go round! BYRDS UP, HOES DOWN!

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