tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34640158497811967252012-02-13T14:34:00.427-05:00Cultural wave-making for surfers of sea and spaceEugeniohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01464455671367150392noreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464015849781196725.post-91706277144265638762012-02-07T14:46:00.002-05:002012-02-07T14:51:12.318-05:00

This photo makes me wish I were a lion or grizzly bear, even a giraffe or rhino, a butterfly, a moth, a mole, a salmon, something, anything other than a human being. So I guess Maria Menounos made a bet regarding Super Bowl XLVI. If her hometown team of the Patriots lost, she'd wear a Giants bikini in the middle of Times Square. If the Patriots won, her colleague A.J. Calloway would wear a

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Worried about Dane Reynolds' burning out on magic markers and neck pubes? Many bemoaned his premature exit of the ASP World Tour, accusing him of excessive hipsterdom and brattiness. His Declaration of Independence raised genuine issues, but many read it as yet another ungrateful athlete unwilling to make certain lifestyle sacrifices, sacrifices that we mortals like to think we'd die for given

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Honored to have a new story up at matchbook. Thanks to the editors! watercolor by David Barnes

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What it means to be alive.

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Herbie Flether is the godfather, the Vito Corleone of modern surf films. Taylor Steele is Michael (trying to keep with the mafia sub-plot of Steele's mid-career hit The Show here). Steele gets most of the credit for post-modernizing surf films with his highly individualized, punked-out New School brand, but Fletcher was the first to deconstruct the old model of long-winded, spot-oriented (Padang

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Last year, my buddy's uncle gave me half his Playboy collection, which included every issue from 1978 to 1998. Since then, they've been coming in handy in more ways than one. They inspired me to write a story about Dixie Wang, the first First Lady to pose for Playboy. It's now out in the newest issue of the delinquent. They're a hot literary mag out of London, so shipping for the print edition

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I have a story in the new issue of Solstice. It's another violent tale with lots of pop culture allusions, this one about Marissa Tomei turning into the Incredible Hulk.

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Newest issue of New York Tyrant features my story "My Mother's Bird Tweets."

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Proud to have a short story in the newest issue of Superstition Review. The working title of the story had been "Tears of Heaven Minus Eric Clapton's Son." That pretty much says it all.

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This was posted in the Boston Globe last week... "SurfSET Fitness is a new company that allows people to work out like surfers. CEO and founder Mike Hartwick developed the Rip Surfer X - a one-person machine that can be part of gym workouts - as a way to exercise while he was away from the waves. The company is rolling out demonstrations ahead of what it hopes will be a distribution of machines

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Depending on how you like your surf entertainment served, Julian Wilson is giving Dane Reynolds a run for his magic markers in regards to the best blog on the ASP. These days, Dane barely updates his Marine Layer site and when he does, you're not always getting "marine" themed content. Julian doesn't offer hipster doodles on his site, but he does offer a lot of this kind of thing...San Francisco

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One of the best parts of this video is that the 3X world champ and inventor of modern surfing gets dropped in on by two guys and almost a third on the same wave. Have they no respect?Curfin: Tom Curren vs. Conner Coffin. from Michael Kew on Vimeo.

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"The Use of Force" is a short story by modernist poet William Carlos Williams. It's about a doctor's house visit to a poor family in which the daughter is gravely ill with diphtheria. The stubborn child refuses to open her mouth for a throat culture. She's ashamed of her illness and distrusts the compassionate doctor whom the mother describes to her daughter as a "nice man" albeit a complete

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This is a short film by my good friend Gerald Lewis. He made it a while back and I am posting this in hopes of inspiring him to make more. It's funny and smart...my favorite kind of thing.

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The Runman films of the mid to late '80s are as important to the culture of surfing as Duke Kahanamoku, Bruce Brown, and/or Pac Sun. The films came out before Taylor Steele's Momentum and Momentum II, which featured the beginnings of New School progression to mainstream punk rock (Pennywise, Offspring, NOFX). One could argue that Taylor Steele's early films were somewhat inspired by the Runman

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My article for NE Surf about the Quiksilver Pro contest at Long Beach, inspired by Baudrillard and Kelly Slater.

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This Thursday I'll be heading down to NYC to cover the Quiksilver Pro for NESURF.COM. The event is being held in Long Beach and swells from Hurricane Katia are already en route. I have mixed feelings about the ASP allowing Quiksilver to throw a bunch of money (in the pro-surfing cents)at this particular contest for the sake of broadening the surf market. New York is the cultural center of the U.S

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There's been much ado lately about technology boosting book sales, or rather story sales. Kindles, Sony Readers, iPads, and other electronic forms of experiencing literature are reacquainting a new generation of dumb-dumbs to the printed, or rather transmitted word. People like shiny bells and whistles. Their attention spans require hokey fun to stay tuned. These handheld devices seem to do the

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White Noise, pg 66-67, published in 1984 "Japan is pretty good for disaster footage," Alphonse said. "India remains largely untapped. They have tremendous potential with their famines, monsoons, religious strife, train wrecks, boat-sinkings, et cetera. But their disasters tend to go unrecorded. Three lines in a newspaper. No film footage, no satellite hookup. This is why California is so

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I've been frothing for this year's ASP tour to get going. Dane and Jordy are coming into their own. Parko is due for a world title, and there's always the Kelly X-factor. The waves at the Quicksilver Pro Snapper Rocks event have gotten off to a disappointing start. Six lay days in a row before Round 2 finally started up on Saturday. Round 3 kicked off yesterday and I was waiting all day for the

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My winning Literary Death Match story has been posted up on Thought Catalog.

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Wavegarden (Short) from wavegarden on Vimeo. Q: What do artificial wave pools and fat chicks have in common? A: They're both fun to ride until your friends see you on them. Remember that cruel '80s joke about mopeds and fat chicks? I always thought it heartless, but then I witnessed something even more heartless...this video. It's an artificial wave pool somewhere in Europe. I could really care

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A few weeks ago, my wife and I went to see Arthur Miller’s The Crucible at Providence’s Trinity Repertory Company. The man playing Reverend Samuel Parris seemed detached from the character’s hell-raising vanity. It was most noticeable in his articulation and tone. He delivered lines with a certain estrangement of voice. I don’t necessarily blame the actor. Other than God himself, who in their

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Art review of Thomas Deininger's newest exhibit.

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LDM Boston, Ep. 5: Eugenio Volpe from Opium Magazine on Vimeo.

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Just want to thank Todd Zuniga, editor of Opium Magazine and creator of Literary Death Match for a great evening of readings in Boston. I had the honor of reading in this year's Boston Literary Death Match, Episode 5 with some well-known Boston-area authors (Christopher Monks, Heidi Pitlor, Myfanwy Collins). Somehow I came out on top. Thank you also to co-host Kirsten Sims and my MFA mentor

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Twilight star Robert Pattinson has been selected by director David Cronenberg to star in his upcoming film adaption of Don DeLillo’s semi-recent novel Cosmopolis. DeLillo disciples (like me) can only hope that Pattinson’s portrayal of existential assets manager Eric Packer might turn Twilight readers (20 million and counting) onto the literary genius of America’s premiere novelist (sorry Pynchon

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Underworld meets Hill Street Blues.

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Trash Can- Left over Bali clips from the Kerrazy Kronicles from KerrAzy Productions on Vimeo. I am guessing these clips didn't make it into the film due to the less than stellar wave quality (any of them would be near-perfect days here in New England), but Josh Kerr's explosive speedy aerial assault is as near perfect as I've ever seen. Probably the best aerialist today. He's better than Dane in

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Okay, so I'm on one of my Dane Reynolds kicks this week. Watching him and Dan Malloy rip small, New England-like waves on shitty/experimental boards is inspiring and humbling. Good song by Little Wings. Dan Malloy & Dane Reynolds Board Swap | The Surfer's Journal

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Check out this sequence of Dane Reynolds. His surfing has become so progressive that his spray defies the laws of gravity and physics. People say that Curren had the ability to create his own tubes. He could. I've seen it in real life and on video. Reynolds is Marcel Duchamp to Curren's Picasso. His surfing is so post-modern that it deconstructs the actual dynamics of a breaking wave.

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You ain't ever going to fit into that Victoria's Secret swimsuit if you keep eatin this shit. And the coffee sucks too.

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I used to live here. Now I live in Providence, RI. Do I want to move back? I think this picture answers the question.

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Ever wonder what you'd look like if you ate an entire bag of cocaine?

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I will be writing one of these weekly for the Bristol/Warren Patch.

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Any man worth the salt of his semen will raise a son mighty enough to ruin him.

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My father-in-law died of a heart attack this week. He was halfway across the country on business. He died in his sleep, alone, in a hotel room. He was 64. My best friend Bob would have been 39 today. He too died unexpectedly, from complications of a kidney condition. This is him surfing. He was a good surfer even if his style was a tad goofy at times. Nobody had more fun though. Benji Weatherly

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After publishing my story "Birth Control," Emprise Review asked if I was interested in giving an interview. It's my first as an author and probably my last.

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Drove my wife's orange convertible Volkswagen bug to the beach this day because she needed my car to shuttle some furniture for work. I wasn't feeling too masculine as a result and it carried over to my surf session as I proceeded to surf like a chick while Danny and Xavi killed it in the small stuff.Filmed and edited by Kev and Xavi.

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, from Tim Healy on Vimeo.Tim was one of We Being Brand's first team riders. He won the first and only We Being Brand/Levitate, Head of the Class surf contest. My claim to fame will someday be that I was the first person on the South Shore to recognize his talents. Now he is going to school at Santa Barbara City College (my first teaching gig out of grad school) and surfing all of my favorite

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Rated R for Strong Language and Gore.Wipeout footage from last week.

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My mom is now on Facebook. Most nights, she is on Facebook while under the influence. The other night, while reading various posts on my wall, she got it into her head that I was cheating on my wife. I am absolutely not cheating on my wife. Never have. Never will. But my mother has a brilliant imagination. Always has. Always will. Vodka and Facebook only enhance her powers as an overbearing,

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The sandbar was still gone for the Danielle swell. Very mushy on the inside, especially at full high tide which was when most of the footage was shot. It was fun nonetheless given how flat it had been.

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Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad blames capitalism for poverty and the next day "capitalism" tops Yahoo search results because most Americans aren't really sure what "capitalism" means. Apparently "capitalism" is also to blame for ignorance. First day of class this semester, most of my students couldn't explain the basic principles of capitalism, democracy, or Christianity. The holy three.

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Rhode Island is a temporal vacuum. A large portion of the female population either feather or perm their hair. Most male clothing stores still sell Sansabelt slacks. As of Saturday, September 18, 2010, the top Netflix, Local Favorite selection for Providence, Rhode Island is the 1939 classic Mr. Smith Goes to Washington starring James Stewart. To this day, some Rhode Island residents inject

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My wife and I saw The American last night. We left mostly disappointed. The film is philosophically contrived. My favorite movie of all time is Antonioni's L'Avventura, a black and white visual masterpiece that's slower to watch than reading Kant's Metaphysics of Morals. I also have a man-crush on George Clooney. Therefore, you can't accuse me of being an ADD American who doesn't appreciate good

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I was feelin a little bummed out last nite before bed so i farted in the dog's face. Problem solved. Watever it takes.

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The first signs of Danielle. After a flat spring and summer, it felt good to get in the water knowing that better swell was on the way. Better footage from the next day to come. For those who are too young to recognize the song, it's the theme song from an 80's sitcom Sanford & Son. Viva Redd Foxx!

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1. “This Is the Sea” The Waterboys2. “Parasites” Ugly Casanova3. “The Shining” Badly Drawn Boy 4. “I’ll Fly Away” Alison Krauss5. “Why Was I Born” Billie Holiday6. “Una Furtiva Lagrima” Enrico Caruso7. “Do You Realize” The Flaming Lips8. “Heroin” The Velvet Underground9. “Sleepwalkn’” (scroll down and click on video entitled "Novelty Gifts") Modest Mouse10. “Bye Bye Blackbird” Dean Martin11. "

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I like Jay Z’s “Empire State of Mind,” especially the Alicia Keys chorus sections. I like the song despite the fact that it’s sucky and silly. I like the song despite being a Boston kid. Jay Z’s voice sounds strangled and monotone, like he’s holding his breath while pooping, but it doesn’t matter. Hearing the song makes me want to publish a short story in The Paris Review. The beats and rhymes

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Rated R for sexually suggestive language. Never expose a Mogwai to bright lights, never put it in water, and never feed it after midnight.

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Mel Gibson lost me as a fan shortly after The Patriot, but I’ve been digging his new spoken word recordings. His talents as an actor plateaued in Lethal Weapon 2 when he broke the neck of a South African nationalist by slamming it in a car door four times. After that it was Martin Riggs with a blue face and then Martin Riggs in a George Washington wig. Mel’s career was going the way of

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A short story published in the newest issue of Emprise Review. Thanks again, Amber. This story has got Ghengis Kahn and my father's missing middle finger. It does not talk about me losing my mom's teeth. That one's coming soon.

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Another short story out. This one was published with Johnny America. Domestic farting and a protagonist who creeps on himself on Facebook.

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This is what a republican looks like.This is what a democrat looks like.

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A new short story published in decomP. Thanks to Jason. Honored to be included. Click on title and it will bring you there.

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I lived in Santa Barbara during the Christmas swell of 2005, but on the 23rd of December my wife and I flew back home to Boston for the holidays. We left for the airport that morning. We had an hour to kill, so we swung by the pier. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I'd never seen such perfect barrels (still haven't). My wife told me to paddle out. She even suggested that we cancel

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Click above on title for a short story about a suburban couple combating domestic fascism. Published at Waccamaw which is edited by Dan Albergotti and Jason Ockert.

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You can buy chicken for $1.99lb. at this place!

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One of those mornings when you wished you were surfing as good as the waves looked. Waves were pretty but fat, an oceanic metaphor of myself. Surfers: myself, Dan, Walshy, Tim, Xavi, and some unidentified tube dodger. Clicking on the title takes you to my sister-in-law's vimeo site for higher quality.

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Mentor and friend Elizabeth Searle was kind enough to share her blog with me this week. Feel free to post some Tom Cruise thoughts at the end of the story, which by the way is 82% true. Click on title of this thread and it will take you there.

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Mona Lisa has been making the news as of late. Some Italian scientists want to exhume Leonardo da Vinci so they can answer questions surrounding that iconic face. Is it a self-portrait of Leonardo himself? Was she a prostitute? Was she pregnant? Did she have high cholesterol? Why doesn't she have any eyebrows? Did she lose them after passing out at a frat toga party? What about her smile? Is it

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Trying to make gutless surf look pleasant. At least the sun was out. Rated G for general gayness (in the happy sense of the word).

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Imparting an erotic terror to the dreams of the republic. Rated R for crotch-grabbing and F-bombs.

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A spectre is haunting Old Rexhame--the spectre of WASPiness. The peasants of Old Rexhame have entered an Irish-Catholic alliance to exorcise this spectre: priests and cops, beer-swillers and pot smokers, knackers and litterbugs. This movie is the documentation of one WASP's heroic attempt to combat the lowbrow Irish-American hegemony of Marshfield, MA.Rated R for stick figure sex

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Perfectly small in Marshfield New England surfers are perhaps the worst nationwide in regards to ability. We don’t get enough practice and for seven months out of twelve we wear rubber straightjackets. Yes, I said straightjackets. Insanity makes up a large part of our psyche. We enjoy pain. We welcome suffering. We expect disappointment. We are manic assholes, but there isn’t a group of surfers

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A few days ago, on the eve of what would have been his 38th birthday, I surfed one of Bob’s favorite waves. I almost drove past the exit. I didn’t think the waves would be worth the extra forty minutes of driving. It’s a long way down that quasi peninsula and a longer way back if you get skunked. At the last second, I decided to risk it. I had fallen prey to a few minor injustices that day. I

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Bob Pollard passed away during the tranquil hours of pre-dawn on July 7, 2006. The winds were northwest at 6 knots. The tide was dead low. The local buoy was 1.1 foot at 7 seconds, flat conditions for even the most eternal of wave optimists.Bob always carried a weather radio with him, even to the bathroom. He’d sit his bony ass on the throne and listen to the marine forecast, maybe with a dip in

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In a 1979 interview with British author Martin Amis, Roman Polanski made the genius observation that, “If I had killed somebody, it wouldn't have had so much appeal to the press, you see? But…fucking, you see, and the young girls. Judges want to fuck young girls. Juries want to fuck young girls. Everyone wants to fuck young girls!” I couldn’t agree with Roman Polanski more. The modernist painter

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In regards to pop culture worship, I was never of the Michael Jackson denomination. I was eight years old when Thriller came out. 1982 was the most significant year of my life, but not because of “Billie Jean” or “Beat It.” It was the year that I stopped being Catholic. I had undergone an apostasy due to the Dead Kennedys album Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables and an interest in Greek

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