What started as an interview talking about some of Ed’s photography quickly just turned into a bunch of sex questions.
We have an anonymous army of unpaid, unsupported kids who are always better, always improving, and making movies that are weird and innovative and sometimes just astoundingly good theater.
It seems all that anyone can talk about is how fast Dennis Busenitz skates, and frankly, I'm sick of it.
Delusional. Kooky. Wierd. Entertaining.
Going to your local skateshop for the first time is almost like losing your virginity, it's pretty awkward and you don't really know what you are doing.