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"History,
by definition, is a dead issue. The past is the past and the future is
sometime else. Skateboarding dwells in the present." - JOHN SMYTHE
From sidewalk surfing in the swinging sixties to the free-for-all urban
anarchy of today, the underground evolution of Australian skating over
the past half century has been one of most fascinating progressions in
living history. Emerging from the inventive handiwork of coastal dwellers
on Sydney's northern beaches, the humble Australian skateboard found its
first commercial embodiment under the namesake of 1964 World Surfing Champion,
Midget Farrelly. Even since, the monster that is Australian skateboarding
has waged a wild and unpredictable war in search of its own unique identity.
With the introduction of urethane wheels in the mid seventies, the tic-tacs
and cut-backs of the promenade gave way to a plague of gymnastics-based
freestyle madness. Handstands and nose-wheelies were the order of the
day in an era that celebrated the professional feats of Russ Howell, Stacy
Peralta and Australia's own Coca-Cola skate team. As the craze gripped
the country, the call of a sport desperately in search of itself was heralded
by an entirely new breed of advocates. An alternative, harder-edged image
personified by the Dogtowners of Santa Monica saw a wave of Australian
wide-boarders emerge from suburban banks in preparation for the imminent
vertical revolution. By the turn of the decade every skateable pool, pipe
and drain had been infiltrated by a reinvented Brotherhood of urban guerrillas.
Fighting isolation and public derision, anthems by the Sex Pistols and
Devo blared forth from skateboarding strongholds across the nation. The
dawn of the eighties saw the closure of private skate facilities everywhere,
leaving only the most committed of diehards sticking to their guns. Gains
were made in the area of recruitment as a move underground saw an injection
of new shredders from the punk element. Leaving no other available recourse,
the survivors rallied behind the construction of their own vertical terrain,
and by the decade's mid-point backyard half-pipes proliferated the urban
landscape. Spirits were revitalised with sight of the first touring pros
in a decade. Led by veteran Allen Losi, a squadron of skate legends including
Tony Hawk, Christian Hosoi, Chris Miller, Mark Gonzales, Jeff Phillips
and Gater Rogowski hit our shores. Inspired mee-wees across the land ascended
the ranks with Kiwis Lee Ralph and Gregor Rankine assuming a mentoring
role. As Australian skating hit fever pitch, world-class performances
were achieved by Gary Valentine, Adam Luxford and Jason Ellis. But alas,
an influx of fairweather wannabes was destined to have an equal and opposite
reaction, and in the shadow of the 1990s, the volcano erupted. Massive
casualties were recorded, with the interior factions finding a common
enemy in the universally unpalatable Rollerblader. Street skating's rise
to prominence during this confused era saw the birth of big jeans, small
wheels and lollipop-stick decks. Ironically, such diversions spurred a
reunification of the Brotherhood as both vertical and street styles became
hybrids of one another. With the onset of mass corporatism mid-decade,
the competitive achievements of vert dogs Tas & Ben Pappas and mind-boggling
stunt mastery of street rats like Andrew Currie, Matt Mumford, Chad Bartie
& Dustin Dollin kept the local brigade on the cutting edge. These new
heroes now ensure that the war will continue to wage - all safe in the
knowledge that skateboarding will never die...
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