Element skateboards releases clips all the time, and this one is number 82 in their Element.tv series. Nyjah shows that he’s growing up, and is just as good as he was back when we first saw him come out on Element. Speaking of Nyjah, he’s also featured in all the latest Element media in print, and has a good feature write up and interview in the latest skateboarding rags. But enough of all that, here’s the latest and greatest video from Element skateboards, enjoy:

I wasn’t sure what to write about this week since not too much has been going on lately. As a band, we decided to take the past few weeks off as far as touring goes. So I figure I’ll just let you know a little about my weekend.

It was Memorial Day weekend and a few of my friends, my brother, and I decided to make a trip down to the Florida Keys like we used to do all the time back in high school. It’s usually about a two or three hour drive depending on which mood I’m in behind the wheel. We drove down there Friday evening and made it just in time to catch the glimpse of sunlight that was left. It wasn’t enough time to drop the jet skis in the water, so for that, we had to wait until the morning. We did however get to do some night-fishing off the dock. We caught the usual snapper along with some other random fish- nothing special. We put a small snapper out for bait on the “shark pole”, but nothing hit. The rest of the night was spent relaxing in the hammocks and reminiscing about good times.

The next day I hitched the jet skis up to my truck and dropped them at the local resort’s marina. I like it when there are monstrous swells, but it was pretty flat out. There have been a couple occasions where I’ve been riding completely under water because of the insane waves. Anyway, we ended up doing some tubing and some wake-boarding. The wake-boarding sucked balls! I guess my feet grew since the last time I was down there. I had to lube up my feet in order to fit them in the bindings, and even then it was a struggle. After that bullshit we met some chicks at the resort and invited them back to chill for the night.

So it’s Saturday and the sun had been down for a while now. Throughout the day we were all fishing and caught a good amount right off the dock. We filleted and grilled the fairly large grouper that my brother caught. It was delicious! And instead of just throwing the carcass away, I had the ingenious idea to put it out on the “shark pole”. We set the line out and didn’t think much of it. A few hours went by, it was about midnight and it was pitch black out. In an instant something grabbed the bait and took off! It was definitely something powerful. I fought for about thirty minutes with whatever was on the other end of the line. We all traded off fighting what, we would later learn, was a four foot bull shark. We finally got it close enough for us to net and hoist up on the dock. There’s no doubt that it was the wildest shark we’ve ever caught. Slapping its tail around and chomping aimlessly, we were all careful to not get hurt.

We wanted to kill it because small children and other people are constantly swimming in the area and bull sharks are extremely hostile. Earlier in the year my neighbor told us how he caught and killed a nine foot bull. My brother Sean was the brave one who opted to remove the 4-inch hook from the shark’s mouth. He was being extremely cautious but somehow the shark managed to free itself and sink its razor-sharp teeth into Sean’s leg, almost severing the meat from his calf. His leg was like a fountain of blood and we couldn’t stop the bleeding.  Later on, the girls that we were with started yelling at us to put the shark back in the water. We ignored them but one of the chicks had the nerve to go up and kick it back in the water! Fucking Bitch! When my brother saw this, it infuriated him to the extent of madness. He immediately jumped in the dark water after the shark, keep in mind it’s dark as fuck out and his leg is still gushing blood. I grabbed a flashlight and searched around for the shark in order to guide my brother. The shark was a little dazed but still swimming around. I found the bastard and shined the light directly at it. It was lurking with its dorsal fin above the surface of the water near the center of the canal. Sean bolted towards it, grabbed a hold of its tail, and fought it swimming against it back towards the dock. He then dragged it up on the boat and threw it back on the dock. The girls shut their faces as Sean severed the beast’s head.

We ended up having to cut the Keys trip early because his leg wouldn’t stop bleeding. After an eight-hour wait at the hospital near our house, all the doctor could tell us was to keep bandaging it like he was doing. He really needed stitches but they never suture animal bites due to an increased risk of infection. Fuck that! Upsettingly, due to all the commotion of the situation, we totally forgot to keep the jaw of the shark. After all of these years scuba diving and getting into close encounters with sharks, I never thought that when one of us got bit, it would be on land! Sean’s leg finally stopped bleeding two days later. His life was definitely threatened that night but it was completely worth it because I’m sure he’s going to be left with one fucking bad ass SCARRRR!

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Ghost of the Russian Empire
The Mammoth
Thirty Ghosts Records

Ghost of the Russian Empire is a quartet based in Austin Texas, and their album is the first Apocalyptic Surf Rock album ever. In other words, their debut full-length album The Mammoth sounds experimental, complex, haunting, doom inducing, and yet somehow remains hopeful and energetic. More ambient than rocking, most of the tracks evoke something natural, like the sea, and paint a primordial vastness with reverberated, barely audible and at times completely unintelligible lyrics. From beginning to end, the infamous grey sky over St. Petersburg Square slowly drifts its way across the earth toward the end of the world. It envelops everything in its wake, looms amid cities, along beaches, and over rainforests. A follow up to last year’s With Fiercest Demolition EP, The Mammoth sometimes becomes so ambient you forget it’s on, then it haunts you with drone-ish drumming and again gets your attention. Each track holds natural layers of darkness as exemplified in “The White Sea”, my favorite track. “We rose from the dirt/got off of all fours” and now we’re “just chasing at nothing” lead singer Brandon Whitten explains. Only a hollow echo remains from the animal life that was once abundant on earth – like the mammoth. – Jonathan Mendick, Mannerist Zine.

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Emmanuel Guzman and friends tear up the terrain at the local parks and beyond in this latest update from Strange Notes.

Matt Keenan just checked in from his recent trip to Bali with Mike Losness and photographer Anthony Ghiglia. When he wasn’t to busy fighting off monkeys trying to steal his camera, he scored some fun surf at Uluwatu and Canngu as well as other breaks around the island.

Be sure to check out Anthony Ghiglia’s work!
 ergophobia

Memorial Day in Florida was a little warmer than here in San Francisco - judging by the bikini clad Danielle. Here she is at the Memorial Day expression session at the pier. Hot, sunny and babelicious!

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Gas is about 4 bucks here and there. Here in SF it’s upwards of 5. Ugh. Kristie Giles sent in some shots of her sweet new yellow Schwinn she recently got on the road.

So summer is brining biking to Kristie but she’s still playing around in the snow left in SLC.

“Snowbird is only open on the weekends now, and the weather has been crazy. It snowed all week, and I went up expecting it to be super heavy, but we traversed out to a part of the mountain that had been closed for the past month and found some stashes where we could still get faceshots.”

No more parks are open in the area so Kristie’s been building her own jumps. Here’s a step-up she’s working on…uuummmm…yeah…in short shorts. Boys, no drooling.

In 70 degree weather the last thing you can think about is snow…but sometimes it happens. And sometimes it can be the best snowboarding slushiness ever.

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This year Oakley is releasing a new color for their popular Frogskins glass, each month. This month, Oakley is going with a vibrant matte yellow neon frame with mirrored “fire” lenses. I am heating up just talking about these things. I think it’s partly because my mac heats up so much, but let’s face it, this colorway is pretty hot as well and Oakley is on point with these. If you dig these you better get them fast, because these won’t ever be produced again.

Check out more at Oakley.com

Taj Burrow stormed into round 3 of the Globe Pro Fiji in Tavarua, with a perfect 10 wave. That’s now two perfect 10 point rides for Slater and Burrow, what an event! Taj beat out Tiago Pires and now awaits his next competitor in the next round.

So far the Globe Pro Fiji has been firing and everyone is pretty flexed on the contest thus far. You can’t beat perfect weather, perfect waves and perfect rides by some of the best surfers in the world. Stay tuned for more coverage of the Globe Pro Fiji here on Seshn.

Website: globeprofiji.com

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