BLAIR RIDINGS IS BREW SWET

SWETTIN IN THE CITY - the second half

It all started Thursday or so........waking to the same fuckin day over and over again til your 65 and dying really takes its toll.  Phone calls begin and blabber about getting out of the stale hole (SLO) comes to reality as a driver commits to the trek.  So item #1 on the agenda = meeting the crew.

 prior to arriving, I get the usual early morning call from the Devil (6:45 to be exact) telling me that there is a potential second driver.  Sure enough as I roll up to Austin's, Blair tells me of the unfortunate rock paper scissors battle lost to Johnny that determined who was driver #2.  Thanks Blair.  Time to lock and load this bitch and get out.

 Johnny Ransom back for the attack after several months in DC.  Welcome home..........if it was me i wouldnt have come back.  Who am i kidding, Im on round 3.  SLO always wins.

 Guess Who?

 Last to arrive, Jason "the Core" rollin up with the rad dad blanket pile.  Lets get this show on the road.

 El Broiler ready for action

 Miles and miles til our destination with attempts at sleep, sabbath and anticipation.  Only then to arrive at the Red Plaza in San Jose for some much needed shred (see part 1 for the couple skate shots from the day)

 We get to the east bay, after dark of course, to meet with the one and only Keith "keefers" Warter.  After engaging in the normal BS activities and some instrumental stylings, we gear up for a chilly berkley sesh.

 Almost to cold to skate, the crew sucked it up and got to work........an empty park is always the shit.  Filming lurkers walked with some awesome shots.

 Then this fuckin guy.  Blair Ridings has got to be one of the downest muvuggers to hit the scene.  Always in good spirits and smashing through any terrain in his path, and for the first BS trip of his time, he delivered.  frontside floater featuring blur.

 This random onlurker was pretty sick.  he wasnt heckling or bugging at all.  just down for the cause.  after some talking about BS and what we are about, he proceeded to tell me "I like your guys' attitude and vibe!"  He too now reps the Swet.

 after some shreddin we made a run for the border.  this was too perfect and luckily no one got banned indefinitely.

 Back to Keefers country for alittle more BSn' before the night leads to splitsville. 

 In case you didnt know, besides filming the devil can sit behind some drums.

 unfortunately no one could take on having 8 dudes crashing on their floors or in their hallways so it was off to the city for half of us.  Some in hopes to get some girly action (see part one for some serious cracker grindage), others to drink at the bar.  those who stayed behind tell tales of drunken hill bombing and other intoxicating events.  Word is that Mr. Ridings took the hill bomb to the next level.  I got dropped off with Kyle and went off for some drinks, packed it in early and hit the BART back in the morning.  Blurred bart rides are ok.

 This is what gets your motor running to take on the day, and across the street from keefers' house lies the Pie Queen.  this place was the shit.

 after the breakfast chomp we argued on city or east bay.  Ultimately the east bay won, only to skate 1 spot and go back over the bridge.  Tight.

 Sorry for laggin dudes, we had to wash the not girl stank off us.

 oh yeah, and packing 5 into a 4 seater sucks, especially if Keith is the middle man.  that is one big dude.  Kyle got bummed.

 Bridge

 After the Devil got screwed over at every spot he wanted to go to, and hours of driving the city with too many brains wanting too may things, we stumbled upon this 5 stair hill bomb spot.  pretty sick when by standards want to chat and turn on porch lights and catch runaway boards and NOT kick out.  only in SF. 

 Shane got to work as did others.  the rest stood and looked out for traffic and froze our asses off.  the darkness always comes and home is always a few hours away, its just too bad.  I never want to go back to the SLO life.  we always have a hell of a trip.  Thanks to all the homies that shredded fast, drove, let us crash and support the SWET.  BS POR VIDA!!!!   Til next time.....................

Frisco Gets Bummed (Pt. 1)

Brew Swet went up North this past weekend. Skated San Jo., Berkeley, and SF. Two car loads of dudes, too little time, too much fun.

Austin - Tight squeeze 50-50

Blair- Wallride 5-0

J-Core

Justin love graham crackers...

But not as much as Sydney.

Be bummed SF. Part two to come.

Night Night

We went out to get some skating done the other night. This spot was rad.

CHARGE THE BIG OL' FATS

A White Georgian Christmas

Merry Christmas from your friends at Brew Swet. The holiday is here so grab a cold one, a close one, and get your swet on!

Dumb Ass Cecil Bugs

So I show up at Osullivan's pub to check Ben on the drums in a show, and I get there to hear that Ben's in the hospital cause some drunkard backed up, while Ben was chompin pizza on a bumper, right into his knee and hip, crushing his shit right before the show. Nothing was broken, hopefully he's only out for a couple weeks. In the midst of the crush time for Prepare to be Bummed Ben get's crushed by a fuck. Hopefully there's some karma comin for that fuckin cecil bug. Get well Ben.

BREW TUBE IS RISING

for all you BREW SWETTIN' muvuggers out there, we are attempting to make BS.com a more pleasurable viewing experience............and by pleaseure i dont mean porn.  However, the new BREW-TUBE button kinda acts like porn.........heavy shreddin porn.  so check back regularly to get your action.  thanks for the support and as always..............CHUG A FUGGGIN BREW!

Nues from NUE

My homie Phil is in the process of starting a magazine called NUE. I've known Phil since we were in the sixth grade or some b/s, so you could say we go back a ways. The mag is looking pretty legit and the first issue should have some worthy content for some hungry eyes. I asked Phil to give me some info about what he's trying to do with the mag and here's what he had to say....

sup man its me big P, holdin' strong u know....anyways

Yeah, so basically what Im trying to do with this magazine is just try and bring something to the youth, hell and even the older genertaion, that hasn't been seen around here. I mean you know everyone knows the central coast but just as some fucking snobby place where Oprah hangs out on vacation and we all fucking golf on the beach or something stupid. None of the things going on locally get any recognition for what they do and I figured what better way then to put together something so people can see with their own eyes whats really going on. On the other hand, I wanted to try and bring some outside culture in, being a Santa Maria local I know what its like to try and find out whats going on in the "real world" and what all is out there. So its really a give and take type of thing and I think, well hey I like music, skating, clothes, beer, food, film, all that stuff, and I knows there other people out there so lets do something with it and make it happen. Thats what I wanna do with NUE.

The first issue will include: The Get all Saucy Like interview Ben Cabreana. "Chili, Wine, Electric Apricot"... a Mexican style chili recipe by Micah Boyd. DNA Groove Clothing- Mod Fashion of 2011. Album & Band Reviews + Comics by William Mendez. Reader Columns by Kanen Logan. And a Brew Swet Article written by yours truly. Check out their site and show some support!

NUE MAGAZINE

Brew Swetters and Couch Soilers

Justin's parent's house has been a notorious party spot since we we're kids growing up. Every time the parents leave, the beers start to flow. Here are some photos from the other night.

Justin the ghost tickler.

The Devil gettin' all snuggled.

The homies reveling in it.

And then the couch was bummed.