Jan 5
Rumour has it that ed and his pals were responsible for policing the line-up over there on that American island from time to time, a little discouragement here and little suggestion there, nobody quite welcome - pity they missed the Japanese surprise visit in 1941.
The ad also displaces the myth that surfers in the sixties all had long bleached hair, as the dudes in the pic are no doubt typical of the era and all have the look of Junior Executives ready for some hang-ten time.
Thank you indeed gus. The Pottz, as pictured, comes in the same catgory as The Archbold - in that he's possibly doing all this for the pic opportunity - it's not as if Hornbaker rolls up to your home break with his camera without being invited.
Shintao beer is what’s left of Carlsberg’s disappointing venture into the Chinese boozer market, and since then China has given the krauts the arse, grabbed the formulae, increased the flavour, increased the alcohol content, increased the bottle size, and decreased the price.
some of us surf, some of us paint - some should stick to photography
The kid has completely stuffed it, he's probably paddled out into the middle of a local comp that he wasn't invited to and decided to chuck a few heavy swathes.
Then came the five page contracts, printed small, and usually tabled in some darkened nightclub. Later came the introductions to some older men. The owners. The fixers.
The predators.
These lads are known to meet from time to time around one of the tables of the Great Northern in Byron Bay with their part Filipina grandchildren squabbling around underfoot, and they mutter and grumble over their drinks about typhoons and squalls, and Catholic wives.
Look at how it's all wrong here - Occy has grabbed the rail, he's buried his arse and he's dipped his hand. He's also not looking where he's going and the next move is almost impossible to predict.
Street fighting is basically an artless exercise but not one without a degree of creative culpability, shrill histrionics and very real and enduring pain, and there are several basic rules that should not be forgotten by the receiver.
About three months ago we hired him to fare the hull of some billionaire’s Maxi yacht, together with about twenty others, and with payday being Thursday it did not take long to see the damage he was doing to himself on Friday and Saturday.
we can commend the career pro boofhead (parko that is) for pulling off such a good move with a bare chest - doing it without a contest singlet - a step backward is a step forward if you know what we mean.
Blackmud beach, winding goat tracks all wandering up to some unpainted timber shacks under the meagre shade of skinny-limbed eucalypts all monstered by the droning shrill of the world’s best cicada population.
Bill Tilman was a knuckled down kind of man with a gouged out architrave of a forehead that looked lined like an in-coming groundswell, he sucked a pipe that would have satisfied a room full of potheads and he washed as insincerely as does any Englishman in the tropics.
His trail though shows his great professionalism in that it demonstrates how he has translated a quick forehand turn midway up the face into a powerful arc back - Big man, lots of weight, easy wave, slackarse photographer - He could have done better, the snapper that is.
We must forget the nonsense about this fellow and engage the shot, and it is not good.
The rooster tail is a signature of his timing and unlike some of the chaps who indulge themselves these days - MP has no interest in what he has left behind him. (pic by alby falzon)
24 Sept 1952 - 29 March 2012
A fine example of the concentration of weight to that area of the body that is the least sensitive - the arse - a technique long used by the two australian nuggets TC and occy, both of them infamously big on the backside.
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