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Casual Fridays 4

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Bitch, I'm ME, so who're you?

Bitch, I'm ME, so who're you

 For a sport that roughly 7.4 people care about worldwide, freeskiing is rife with controversy. Aside from the obnoxious “tight vs. baggy outerwear” and “poles vs. no poles” debates, maybe no other issue splits us more definitively than Lil‘ Wayne. For every one of us that remembers to say “the motherfucking BABY!”, another one of us groans.  I’ve invested quite a bit of time (and energy) into considering my thoughts on Lil’ Wayne.  This is undoubtedly a worthless endeavor, and I am fully aware that having done so is an inherently lame thing to have done. But, I’m obsessed with music, and I find his polarizing effect really interesting.  I’m also aware that this will be unbelievably long, and will likely be read/appreciated by very few people, and that’s ok because I’m primarily writing this for me.  I plan on saying a lot, and I’m going to supply some seemingly unnecessary details about my musical tastes so that it’s clear where I’m coming from (read: preemptive defensiveness). If you have a short attention span, or a fiercely ideological stance on/against Lil’ Wayne that will make an objective view impossible, stop reading.  If you are someone who is legitimately interested in hearing someone’s thoughts on why Lil’ Wayne is a note-worthy/important/respectable rapper, please continue and forgive the length.  Continue reading this entry »

Do You Speak Japanese?

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I’ve been pretty obsessed with everything I’ve seen from Muddy Films’ 2009 release: Garden. Unfortunately, I don’t speak Japanese and can’t make heads or tails of their website. The film looks so good, but beyond their love for nonsensical English subtitles, I haven’t been able to find any info on them. If anyone knows contact info for them, get at me (jon@brobomb.com) please! Check out their website here. And peep the trailer to Garden:

The Soul Poll

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Before afterbang, no poles, tight pants, tall T’s, Tom Wallisch’s facial hair, or the merits of Full Tilts were the topics du jour, there was the debate over whether skiing had lost its soul. There were articles in the major magazines, and more importantly there were endless threads on everyone’s favorite forum for the masses. My search for old NS threads was thwarted by the prevalence of “soulja boy” and “plenty soul” topics that have pushed the old “soul” threads out of the searchable archive. A Google search provides some archaeological evidence that the topic was hot around 2004-05, including a major mag that went to Mad River Glen and Mt. Bohemia to search for the lost soul.

As I remember it, the debate centered around whether newschool was true to the old soul of skiing. Some said that it was an obvious descendant of the freestylers and big mountain pioneers of yore. Others lamented the obsession with outerwear, gorilla steeze (remember that?), and artificial terrain parks. The youth had lost the soul.

The topic has largely disappeared from magazines and ski sites. Does this mean that the soul was laid to rest around 2005? Or was the hullabaloo just an old generation dying, and a new one picking up the torch? Have we proven ourselves to have soul? I think there’s a lot to say either way. Take a second and vote…but if you’ve got more to say then just drop in a comment. We’d love to hear the state of the issue as you see it.

Marketing Dumbographic

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Plenty has been said about the recent lawsuits that have infiltrated our little corner of capitalism. Certain segments of the community have rallied around Level 1, and declared WME an evil corporate Goliath that is attacking a smaller rival in a way that violates all sorts of unwritten ski-community codes. For those of you reading from New England, you are supremely aware that a similar story is playing out as every freeskier’s favorite sponsor, Monster Energy Drink, is suing every eastern hippie’s favorite beer company for their Vermonster brew. These lawsuits are harshing mellows all over our world, and have inspired varying levels of ire aimed at “chanting down Bab-y-lon,” or whatever Cali-P taught Tanner to say this week.

Babylon aside, the corporate giants aren’t doing anything wrong. Not in the strict sense of capitalism anyhow. And, despite John Spriggs’ fantastic dreadlocks, skiing is as capitalist as Goldman Sachs. We buy cheaper skis made in China that can be shipped here due to free trade agreements, and demand high-speed lifts that only large corporations can afford. All the hardcore backcountry cats that wander over here from TGR are smugly disagreeing from the backs of their vans, but even mountaineering didn’t emerge until capitalism specialized our jobs and freed the masses from tending a farm somewhere.vermonster

What Monster and WME did was not wrong, but it was stupid. And I mean stupid in the capitalist sense. Their lawsuits have done nothing towards making a profit, but they have alienated segments of the population that otherwise would have been good indifferent consumers. When Level 1 asked Warren Miller to lend his voice to Refresh, it is unclear who would benefit more from the arrangement. It’s unlikely that anyone in Josh Berman’s target audience had purchased a Warren Miller brand film in the decade L1P has been in existence. Therefore, the voice that is still being digitally laid on top of WME films was introduced to an entirely new audience. It’s free advertising, and on top of that it is targeted directly at the most sought after demographic—young males.

The example of Rock Art Brewery’s Vermonster beer is slightly different. I doubt the use of “monster” in the name convinced any VT hippies to try out an energy drink. In Vermonster, we’re talking about a product targeted at the exact opposite market as the product for which it stands accused of impersonating. Microbrews exist in a land of yuppies with professional degrees and ideals. Energy drinks are for the uneducated masses that never learned what large amounts of sugar can do to your insides. But suddenly, Monster’s favorite fools are aware of Rock Art and their legal battle because sites like YoBeat and Ski the East have made them aware via YouTube videos that require no reading or attention span.

Will the multinational corporations be hurt when a park rat drinks a Vermonster rather than a Monster when he wants to get extreme on some grind rails? No. But millions of dollars are spent to create brand image, and these lawsuits are actually costing money to tarnish said image. It’s just dumb (in the capitalist sense).

Love/Hate Refresh

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The original tag line for BroBomb was “Some Love, More Hate.” I’m glad we changed it, because I think all this writing has had a cathartic effect. I just can’t muster the old venom like I used to. I watched Refresh several times back to back and just couldn’t come up with a sufficiently long “Reasons to Hate” list…I’m sorry and I’ll try harder next year.

 Reasons to Love Refresh:

  1. Warren Miller demonstrates that quality narration is like riding a bike; nearly a decade out of the game and he doesn’t miss a beat.
  2. For a sum total of 30 seconds, Will Wesson drops hammers like John Henry. If we didn’t get tons of him in Traveling Circus and Wild Stallions, this would be in the HATE column.
  3. Phil Casabon –dog tow-in and switch fifty on a concrete ledge– this Canadian has come a long way since the Plehouse days.
  4. Quebec’s concrete pyramids are introduced, slayed, and should probably be retired.
  5. Tom Wallisch straight handles the opening curtain. It makes me think of T Hall’s Session 1242 classic…I’m not saying he’s there, but damnit he sure has one in him.
  6. Did anybody notice that Talib Kweli is rapping about white kids who “want to be black kids, and talk like rappers” during Wallisch’s opener? I love subliminals.
  7. Delorme on that double stage Keystone jump. We can only watch and dream that our home resort would build something so fun.
  8. I could listen to Henrik speak his version of “gangsta English” all day.
  9. My younger brother has never seen a ski movie that didn’t have “too many powder shots,” but even he had to admit that Wiley Miller threw down. The butters, slashes, and 2 stagers keep it fresh. For the record, there was still too much pow for him.
  10. Not one comment about how friggen’ hard it rains in Alaska. Bravo!

 Reasons to Hate Refresh:

  1. Ahmet Dadali holds poles less than a Mormon ex-stripper. Forcing him to hold them for this video just seems mean.
  2. Dear skiers with eyewear sponsors: A grown man should wear one of two styles of sunglasses: Aviators or Wayfarers. Notify your sponsors.
  3. Maybe one too many handheld-cam sing-alongs to “Just Like Living in Paradise”?
  4. Ahmet Dadali’s “NY” chain. Go PHILLIES!
  5. I’m sure that last Mammoth park shoot jump did wonders for ski-egos, but on film that sucker is the same as every other big jump that every other video crew filmed on. Get your doublecork-whatever in the bag and MOVE ON!

 

Level 1 Productions

New Knife Show

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The wizards behind Knife Show Inc dropped Volume 2 this week. It’s definitely lighter on special effects than, say, Snow Clones or Magic Flashlights. Have they run out of Adobe Premiere trickery? I don’t know, but this one is still crispy-clean and candy-sweet to the eyes. Check it out:


If sliding sideways is just too weird for you, then peep Parimaj’s first installment in their new webisode series. We will fight to the death to defend PA as the incubator of champions, but the midwest does a lot with a little in a way any east coaster could love.


Casual Fridays 3

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When I began this little column a few weeks ago, I led you all (read: the 7 people outside of my immediate family who are reading this) to believe that I would lay out the heart-warming and touching story that was my hard fought ascendance from the hell of addiction into the splendor of ski-bummedness. While that’s fundamentally true—minus the histrionics—this column will also sometimes be a forum for me to ramble about any number of things even peripherally related to either the aforementioned hell or splendor. My hope is that these little breaks from our central narrative will act as colorful little asides that serve to let you, the reader, get a better feel for your protagonist. My other hope is that you all just bought that, and that I successfully put off delving into my past for another week. So… Continue reading this entry »

72 Hours in the Scariest Little City in the World!

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reno slotsTwo things unite all east coasters: the belief that “frozen granular” constitutes a skiable surface, and a passionate yearning for that yearly trip “out west.” Last year my brother spent enough time money at Atlantic City blackjack tables to earn four free nights at any Harrah’s casino. We chose Reno.

Reno is an interesting place to fly into because you inevitably have a stopover in Las Vegas. Everyone else on that plane is getting off in Vegas and they will inevitably ask, “What hotel are you staying at?” The answer, “Oh, I’m going on to Reno,” is met with confusion and polite smiles. I had never been to Reno and had no idea why they reacted that way. I mean, a better-traveled friend did tell me, “hold tight to your hopes and dreams,” but he’s a musician so I just figured it was some hyperbolic lyric he was working on. It wasn’t. Reno is scary as shit!

We landed around 10pm, caught the last shuttle to Harrah’s, and settled into our room. The accommodations were nice enough and we even got a balcony with a near limitless view of urban decay. We were welcomed by toothless women on Jazzy Scooters who took a break from playing slots long enough to ridicule us for carrying skis by squawking, “This ain’t Ta-Hoe!” Continue reading this entry »

Real Deal Review: Wild Stallions

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Let’s get this out of the way up front—Wild Stallions, despite the neon and lightning laden logo—has absolutely nothing to do with Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey. If you’re anything like me, you feel slightly misled.

Conspicuously missing.

Conspicuously missing.

Luckily, this is one of few missteps taken by Geoff McDonald and co.

Let’s also get this out of the way: I knew I was going to love this movie before it turned up in my mailbox. One of the first things I heard about “WS” was that there would be a segment filmed at my very own home hill- Blue Mountain, PA. After that segment I’m left with the realization that there’s really no such thing as a shitty park, or a shitty mountain, only shitty skiers (read: me). Moving along…

In the past, I’ve neglected to buy the annual Meatheads’ flick until I’ve watched pretty much every other movie I could get my hands on. This is likely a function of the other studios’ relatively sizable marketing budget, and doesn’t speak at all to my expectations. Invariably, when I get around to watching them, I’m relieved.  You see, as fantastic as Wild Stallions is, it’s also notable for what it isn’t.  You will not find any of the following in Wild Stallions: overly saturated colors, mute grabbed dub cork 12s, embarrassingly irony-free mental masturbation , Alaskan first descents, JOSS footage, or awkward interactions between the cast and random Japanese ski resort employees.

If you’re bummed by the aforementioned, there are a number of films that are currently shipping that you’ll find at least “Pretty Good” or “Refreshing”.  See what I did there?

Ok, enough bullshit. Continue reading this entry »

Good Morning Monday

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This week’s “Video of the Week” is a triple threat here at BroBomb. I’ve already said it’ll be the VOTW, but it’s also the first winner of the Show and (don’t) Tell Contest. These dudes captured the excitement, fun, and shitshow nature of opening day at just about any hill with a park, and they hardly utter a word about it. So that’s two points for this video, but I said this sucker was a TRIPLE threat, right? Well, it also fulfills my prediction for the next big rail trick, check it out at 1:13: