What did you do today?

some things just aren't right....

'sweetness' under the covers

samwise gamgee.

butterbean

draining & raining.

stop #2

first find…

I have been out of the loop for nearly 3 weeks after the demise of my laptop. My elbow is still a bit gnarly from the ‘Pedlow’ incident with TA. Mike Early of ‘Pool King’ skateboards, gave me a laptop & I must thank him right here & now. Thank You! Thank You! Friday night, as I drove home from working, I phoned my pool pal- Sam, who has been hurt since the ‘Lances pool’ session of early January. Sam told me that he hopes his new doctor practices ‘medicine’ & not ‘greed’ like his last physician….funny. He can’t seem to get his knee healed. Get well brother. He agreed to meet me early Saturday morning, to hunt & drain. I awoke early-as usual- and started driving the grid at first light. I found some new ‘possibles’. Sam met me at ‘Ridiculous’ with a full scale downpour, making things unbearable. We said ‘the hell with it’ & drove the grid anyway. We found a few that were tiny in trannies, but big on pain….four-finger Anthonys & elliptical squares. We saw rain & puddles. We saw cars slipping off the freeway. We saw people huddled under bus stop roofs, sharing cigarettes & misery. We saw garbage, gutters running & more rain. However, we found more than most could hope for, when we cut through a boarded up ghetto near Riverside. We found a sweet little ‘butterbean’ with a plywood cover. Removing this was difficult, but we prevailed. We were soaked & cold but overcame the storm. With the rain pounding down, we finished just as the clouds let loose a ‘hailstorm’ on us. We gathered our gear & headed back to the house to warm up & dry out. In the ‘Badlands’, we do all that is necessary…do you? What did you do today?. Skate-Ozzie

Bob Biniak. R.I.P.

Bob Biniak- Mt. Baldy -1976.

The other day, Mike Early brought me a laptop & gave it to me. I have been in the process of retrieving  my old files & archives from my damaged computer. I checked my email tonight & Glen Friedman gave me the terribly sad news of Bob Biniak passing away. I felt a lump in my throat. I felt cold. Quickly, I sat down & sent out emails across the web….”How could it be!?”  Dave Hackett directly got back to me. “Gone bro. Huge loss! Lame!” Bob Biniak photographs adorned my walls & I rode a ‘Logan Earth Ski’  ‘Bob Biniak’ model for awhile, during 1977. This amazing image was shot by the late Warren Bolster. It captures everything  that I –and others– aspired to be. There will only ever be one Bob Biniak. Dominus Vobiscum. God go with you, Bob. Skate & pray for the family of Bob Biniak. -Ozzie

For more on Biniak, go to Glen Friedmans blog- http://idealistpropaganda.blogspot.com/2010/02/bob-bullet-biniak-original-z-boy-bad.html

dead in the water.

One of the things that brings me happiness is over…for now. ‘Blue Tile Obsession’ is done. My laptop crashed this morning. I lost my files, archives, images, stories, fragments…everything. Until I get a new laptop or can afford one, I am at a loss. Thank you all for reading. I wrote this ‘Dogbowl’ post over a three week period & had it completed , so I am posting it from a friends computer. I will be able to check my email once a day on his computer. All is not lost & I will -hopefully- overcome. Stay positive….I am. Skate-Ozzie

‘dogbowl’

Dogtown & the ‘Dogbowl.’

By Ozzie Ausband

Tony Alva. BS wheeler on Tunnel ‘Rocks’.-1977

Jay Adams- summer 1977

TA- paving the way…1977

Shogo Kubo-fall 1977

TA- shallow end ‘Dogbowl’ quiver.

Tony Alva- ‘Style’ is….EVERYTHING! (One of my all-time favorite images.)

TA & ‘dogbowl’- july 1999

Tony Alva & Dogbowl.

I ask quite a few questions. I’m sure it probably annoys people…but I always want to know & I always want to go. When I first started hanging out with TA, I asked him a million questions about the ‘Dogbowl, ‘Gonzales’, ‘Canyon’ ‘Fireman’ ‘Devonshire’ and the ‘Keyhole’ pools. Much to my surprise, he patiently filled me in on those details that I wished to know about. Did Jayboy make those crazy handplants he was trying at ‘Adolphs’? Did Jay really push the coping block up from the force of his gnarly frontside thruster grinds at ‘Krypto’ bowl? Did Shogo & Biniak actually do frontside forevers at ‘Fireman’ before anyone else? Did ‘Dino’ at ‘Dogbowl’ really have a terminal disease, and his parents drained the pool for him so his pool pals could ride it? Did the Z-boys skate with all their girlfriends around,while Dino sat in a wheelchair & smoked out with them all?

These questions and others filled my mind, as I tried to learn the stories behind the story. Its strange. Life is like that, you know? What is known to be going on…isn’t really what is going on. Like ‘Sloppy Sam’ said, “99% of skateboarding, isn’t really about skateboarding.”  I just wanted to know …why?  By now, the world has had a taste of the ‘Lords of Dogtown’. Hollywood has bowed before skateboardings –collective– ‘pathfinders’…yet probably is doling out the financial windfalls of that groveling…in a ‘less than’ generous fashion. I am sure that TA, Jay, Shogo, Wes & others have seen very little hard coin in relation to personal injury, pain & bloodshed that they have persevered through over the years.

This is purely speculation on my part, mind you. I just call it like I’ve seen it. Regardless, The Z-boys documentary & the subsequent film, ‘Lords of Dogtown’, have pushed the ‘Dogbowl’ out into mythical limelight. It has become a place where anarchy & art collide. A place where people thrust their middle fingers at the sky & authority burns up in a smokey cloud over the shallow stairs. A place where barriers are crossed with huge fantastic leaps in red and blue ‘Vans’ skate shoes…a place we all want to be.

When I was young, I saw images of ‘Dogbowl’ in the magazines. I read CR Stecyks words. He made me want to be a writer & Glen Friedmans photographs, made me want to ride pools just like the Z-boys. In a way, I guess we all were there…at least in our minds. That is what makes these images great & the ‘Dogbowl’ so special. We were all there. Glen Friedman told me that, “I lived really close to the ‘Dogbowl’ by ‘Paul Revere’  & would ride my moped over there. I wasn’t old enough to drive a car yet. We would skate & I would take photographs daily. It was an oasis then. It was mostly, Jim Muir, Ray Flores, Shogo Kubo, TA, Steve Picciolo, Jay & others.”  Glen quickly stated tersely ,” Others rode at ‘Dogbowl’, but nobody skated that pool or had lines like Tony Alva.” I have seen the old film footage. I believed him. TA ripped.

TA stated that, “The ‘Dogbowl’ sessions were basically, JayAdams, Bob Biniak, Paul Constintineau, Wes Humpston, Ray Flores, Jim Muir, Wentzl Ruml,  Shogo Kubo, and myself. Baby Paul Cullen, Arthur Lake & Stacy Peralta rode there, as well as Steve Picciolo. We kept the sessions pretty tight.” He also stated that, “We had to behave there. It wasn’t like  ”Teardrop’ pool, where we could hop the wall, skate & break stuff apart. Dino lived there, so we kept it pretty mellow & low key. Stecyk & Friedman documented most of the sessions.” It must be said, Stan & William Sharp of ‘Skateboard World’ magazine, photographed regularly with the Z-boys as well. They both have published great images from ‘The Dogbowl’.

Other stories abound, of the famous sessions there. In the summer of 1977, TA invented the frontside air. I remember him & others telling me the same story. TA was hitting the lip frontside and popping out. He grabbed his rail several times & thought, “Maybe…” He -then-started trying them in a more controlled manner & after awhile, landed a frontside air. Glen stated that Shogo Kubo tried frontside airs for awhile before making one a month or two after TA.  According to Wes, Glenn & others, TA continued ‘ruling’ the ‘Dogbowl’ that summer. It would all be short-lived.

Glenn stated-unequivocally-that , “Tony Alva did the first frontside air in a backyard pool. He did it with style at the ‘Dogbowl’ in the summer of 1977. George Orton was heard to be doing them, grabbing between his legs,  months later  & at a skate park. Tony was the first. No doubt.” I remember seeing the images of TA at ‘Dogbowl’ pulling frontside airs. I was in disbelief. I went out to my plywood ramp, that had no flat-bottom, linoleum bathroom floor tiles glued under the cinder block coping, and started hurling myself out of the top. A frontside air was a long time coming for me. I must be honest; it took me years.

The story that I heard of the ‘Dogbowl’ & its discovery is mixed. A few of the facts haven’t changed though. I received this information from the people who were really there. Basically, Paul Constantineau & some other Z-boys, were at a party & knew that Dino was ill. They heard he had a huge pool at his house, so Dino asked his parents if they could drain it & ride. Dino was a dark-skinned young guy who was really ill at the time. He walked very slowly, looked weak & also wore hats all the time to protect him from the sun. His parents let him do -pretty much- whatever he wanted since he was going to pass away from his illness. Dinos ‘Dogbowl’ myth was assured. It received its moniker, ‘Dogbowl’, because there were always dogs running around the pools edge, sometimes chasing the skaters while they rode.

TA told me that the ‘Dogbowl’ was special for them. “There are four great pools that I recall being instrumental in developing pool skating. All four were very large pools. They are, ‘The Dogbowl’, ‘The Keyhole’ in Beverly Hills, ‘The Fruitbowl’ in Garden Grove, & ‘The Gonzales’ pool. These pools were where we learned ‘figure eights’, ‘forevers’, ‘airs’, ‘wheelers’ ‘hip riding’ & shallow end carves.” TA added that, “When the pools were done, they were done. If someone missed their chance, too bad.”

The ‘Dogbowl’ lasted a short time & when Dino passed away, TA & the others left it alone. “We let it go out of respect to Dino. It was a sacred place. After Mr. Gonzales died, we let that become a ’swimmer’ again as well. We do that out of respect to ‘Mr. G’. It was over.” Personally, I loved the ‘Gonzales’ pool, but I understood what TA was getting at. “Sure, there are people that barge & poach. Poachers beware.”  TA smiled & added softly,”Poachers shouldn’t be there. They will get served up what John Lennon called, “Instant karma.”

When the ‘Dogbowl’ was being bulldozed in 2002, a few people found out & stealthed in at 6am. Someone told me that the last guy to ride it & grind it, slid out, slamming in the dawns half-light. Rumor has it that he broke his arm. Fini. The ‘Dogbowl’ is- forever -etched into skateboardings-collective- memory, as a place where vertical riding was forged in so many ways. Thanks to all the Z-boys for being who they are & going before us. This story is written out of my respect to all of you. Thank you to Glen Friedman for the interview & iconic images. Thank you to Tony Alva, Wes Humpston, Dave Hackett, and Jim Goodrich for their memories of ‘Dogbowl’. Skate & remember where we came from.-Ozzie

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Jim Goodrich.

Goodrich & Gator watching Caballero at Del Mar- 1980.

Jim Goodrich- photographing 'Hobie team' rider at Escondido contest.

Gator- Arizona- early 1980s

Jim Goodrich has photographed many of skateboardings early stars & icons. Jim started -graciously- sending me images for use on ‘Blue Tile Obsession’, along with Grant Brittain, Ray Zimmerman, Glenn E. Friedman, Bryce Kanights, Peter King & others. I am fortunate indeed & thank them at every opportunity. Their photographic images help raise the level of any project.

Yesterday, Jim celebrated a birthday & I felt it appropriate to send him our-collective- appreciation for his years of hard work & talent. He started skateboarding in 1976, and later that year, fractured his arm & wrist. He told me that he began photographing his skate pals while recovering. Discovering the La Costa skate scene in late 1976, led him to meet Warren Bolster. He showed a few of his images to Warren & had his first photograph published in the summer of 1977. The image was of Doug ‘Pineapple’ Saladino on a street ramp.

Six months later, Jim found himself hired as a staff photographer for ‘Skateboarder’ magazine, in January 1978. He photographed many of our sports early contests & riders during this time period. He continued working until ‘Skateboarder’ changed its name to ‘Action Now’  and Jim moved on in May 1980. He became ‘Team Manager’ at ‘GullWing’ & eventually -in 1985- became the editor at ‘TransWorld Skateboarding’ magazine. Jim Goodrich & his contribution to skateboarding is incomparable. Thank You Jim- Happy Birthday. Thank you to Jim Goodrich & the late-Craig Fineman (R.I.P.) for the images. Skate-Ozzie

Something’s always wrong.

johnny abernathy- shows us that NOTHING is wrong at all.

Valentines is crawling slowly by. I mark its time & heartlessly send it on its way. I hiss my viciousness at the very word… “love.”  When I started the ‘Blue Tile Obsession’, I swore to myself that I would be -ruthlessly- honest & stay true to myself & the love of skateboarding. I have done exactly that & today will be no different. The sun is setting & darkness stalks on noiseless feet. My heart remains bitter. I am protected by my own indignation. I notice people going through the motions. I scoff at their attempts to wrap themselves in the cheap foil & wrapping paper known as ‘love’. In my life, there exists no such thing. Weapons I say. Love is a weapon consisting of sex & money. I no longer wish to cross swords with a woman. Call me a pussy; I care not. Almost every single problem that I have ever had, can be laid at the feet of a woman. Adolf Hitler stated that, “Misery is a female.” Although, I am not sure I want to agree with anything Adolf Hitler said…I certainly must take that one into consideration. In my life, women are the enemy & I battle them no longer. I read somewhere that, “There are three kinds of men who do not understand women; young, old, and middle-aged.” I must concur. With a woman in my life, something is always wrong. Thanks to MRZ for the image of Johnny Abernathy doing something that is ‘always’ right: skating. By -the -way, save the comments. I am a stone on this one. Grrrrowl! -Ozzie

pedlow=swellbow

pedlow pool

chuck hults- displaying the proper use of safety gear & the tail of his board.

nick "not the 'maddog' i was with" henderson- bs smith.

Saturday morning, I awoke early-as usual- and gathered my board & pads. I grabbed a quick coffee & ‘Powerbar’, then headed west on the 210 towards Pasadena. Traffic was minimal & I found myself in Studio City in a bit over an hour. I met up with Tony Alva & we hit an AA meeting. We then drove over to his house, grabbed his gear & headed over to Pedlow park to cruise a few runs. The pool is big & mellow; very wide open. I put my knee pads & helmet on, then pushed around the deck to the deep end. TA was being ‘sort -of’ bombarded, with people wanting to say ‘Hi” & get autographs…I left him to deal with that stuff. I dropped into the pool in the deep end, cruised the shallow, hit the right side wall, frontside grinded, then proceeded to get a ‘wheelbite’ and immediately received the beatdown. I landed on the pool bottom, elbow & hip first. Crunch! I was in shock. My body wouldn’t even function for a few seconds. I slam hard, I will tell you all…I really can ‘take one for the team’. However, this was completely a mind screw. I was flowing & all was right with the world, then BLAM! I slowly walked out & sat down. TA was only just putting his helmet on, thats how fast it occurred. I ended up obtaining ice within an hour, when TA and I stopped for some fish tacos. My arm looks grotesque & deformed. It truly is the worst ‘swellbow’ I have ever had. So, here I am, trying to type out my absurd stories of falling & failing through life…so you can just sit there, reading & laughing at my continued physical self-abuse. Thank you for reading. I suck. Thanks to MRZ for the images of skaters riding the park appropriately & doing a damn fine job. Skate-Ozzie

I don’t care what is normal.

Dave Hackett- "Gates of steel."

In the spring of 1979, I pushed on the swinging aluminum doors that separated the pro shop from the riding area, leading into Cherry Hill skate park. Immediately, I knew that I was home. I said it before and -gladly- say it again, “It was like sliding into a woman for the first time.” Up until that point, I was aware of my pariah status in the small farmland community where I lived. I knew I was a polar opposite of those around me. I felt disconnected & ill at ease in every way. A monument to ineptitude, I couldn’t catch a baseball. But when I stood on a skateboard, I found what I was intended to do. At Cherry Hill, I found a building full of misfits just like me! I will never forget the moment that I pushed open those silver doors & heard ‘Devo’ on the speakers in the park. The song, ‘Gates of steel’, throbbed across the skate park & the smell of concrete, Lysol & urethane overwhelmed. I knew then, that I would ride my skateboard for life. My skateboard never ridiculed me, never called me names, never struck back in anger & was-forever- there when nobody else was. It never let me down. It gave me hours of fun & helped me to overcome insecurity & fear. At 46 years old, I continue to skate & wave my middle finger at the world. I refuse to care what is normal. Thank you to Dave Hackett for the image of him in ‘Devo’ mode. Wynn Miller photograph. Skate FOREVER!-Ozzie

http://bluetileobsession.com/2009/11/11/cherry-hill-skatepark/