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Wednesday, November 23, 2011
every man searches for himself in some way...Evan Daley-Tripper has the need to feel the sun, sand and sea close to him in his seach for himself...Gato Heroi is a revolutionary breakthrough into the universal mind of surfing - a divine embrace with the reality of free-thought surf and love in the new world Australia (http://www.gatoheroioz.blogspot.com/ and it will transform you forthwith)
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Thank the lord. Praise be to Keven Brennan (always). The future may yet make more sense than we could have hoped; the previous generation will be enraged to hear the spirit rising again against bland uniformity - main street surf magazines revealed as they truly are (a pack of lies) – main street surf shops crumbling – blind subordination of the individual to the faceless organization wearing thin – the quest for normalcy looking rather forlorn – a pack of lies on it’s deathbed. How so sir? Justin Bevan - northern beaches prophet meaningfully capturing the mood of crazy young allies who surf for the new dawn. Dane Peterson speculation - in love with a wild girl in golden eternity. Something significant is taking place – Foam Symmetry. (click on pic for the scoop, rubbernecks!)
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Thank the lord. Praise be to Keven Brennan (always). The future may yet make more sense than we could have hoped; the previous generation will be enraged to hear the spirit rising again against bland uniformity - main street surf magazines revealed as they truly are (a pack of lies) – main street surf shops crumbling – blind subordination of the individual to the faceless organization wearing thin – the quest for normalcy looking rather forlorn – a pack of lies on it’s deathbed. How so sir? Justin Bevan - northern beaches prophet meaningfully capturing the mood of crazy young allies who surf for the new dawn. Dane Peterson speculation - in love with a wild girl in golden eternity. Kent Turkich west coast distribution. Something significant is taking place – Foam Symmetry.
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Saturday, October 15, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Ladies and gentlemen and children of the sun – get up with Bobby Limb – orange skies bursting with joy! – a revolution of the self – a wild mushroom of eternal surf ecstasy – raw and alive (the ghosts of Bobby Brown and Keven Brennan appear on the shore). Keven Brennan tribute tee available soon.
Posted by insectsurf at 3:24 PM
Monday, August 22, 2011
Blast-off! Suspended in a waking-dream state, the interstellar space hobbit Lachlan Leckie conducts skull-bursting-mindless-headcocks in wild fantasy seas of velvet; Keven Brennan beams-in from another epoch, signalling the Australian Surfing Resurrection (and clearly too much to dream last night). Bobby Limb back announces The Masters Apprentices from a kiosk on the edge of tyme…
Posted by insectsurf at 2:12 PM
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Culdesac-psych-rock band The Otchkies krept out of the swamps of Tumbulgum, New South Wales, Australia, like a mist - crawling up the walls of the sad town like a scream. Disjointed oriental blues - Taman Shudesque levitation – moving objects with only the will of the mind – brash cowboys wandering up the garden path to a higher plain – fairy tales and fairy floss fairly far out – head spinning beautiful sounds snatched from an eternal summer. The Insects caught up with Angus Russel from The Otchkies, or at least a strange vision of Angus, a ghost, to further explore the depths of this notorious yet hazy entity – a band name whispered by crazy mod girls in Gold Coast carparks – uttered by crazy sharpies over Chiko Rolls in front of haunted kiosks – not dared spoken about in darkened pool halls. I asked – What is The Otchkies? He responded – ‘the mystic desert it is…don’t suppose there’s any Soft Machine cover bands playing tonight?’
Posted by insectsurf at 4:36 PM
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
‘do you see my wild eyes?’
She twists the lid. Velvety clouds of joy explode from the jar, slaying the cave beast. The dark angel withers. Outcries of ecstacy! Amazing visions - salty merchants carrying new world treasures – ted spencer dripping with paisley sea tears extending through hollow sections of glee –the easybeats play wild vibrating beat in a cavern – up on a sun-soaked-hill-covered-in-dry-wild-hay-and-a-few-flowers jangly mystic guitars chime – September girls in paisley dresses trip through these fields – keven brennan surfing to love – orange skies - bobby brown raw and alive – magic 9th dimension surfing vessels – the count five – the electric prune spoon – Thomas Bexon sails by on a tiny yacht heading for the edge of the flat earth!
The paisley underground series by insect - eternal surfing boards from the summer of 66, decorated with incredibly scarce vintage paisley fabric inlays - contact email@example.com
Posted by insectsurf at 10:38 AM
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
note surfboards: insect surf pop art experimental trust.: "there was some wild universe changing happening at some point in time on the shores of australias west coast...i am reliably informed that ..."
Posted by insectsurf at 6:24 PM
Friday, April 1, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Marvel as the intrepid director of the Australian surfing resurrection film saga tramps through the wild-wild-Wild! darkness of haunted forests, amongst the reeds, coming from behind the patient hills like a mad moon, leaving the company of gay gnomes and vampires there, to capture the children of the resurrection, gut-sliders, sick like 66, fantastic vee bottom freeks smelling the flowers as if it’s the last day on earth, gloomy inward-looking kiosk-dwellers realising something huge and independent has come into their dreams, escaping the tragic air of the competition like death in the hidden coves – 16mm film, in vivid colour – the Australian Surfing Resurrection Film in Noosa.
Posted by insectsurf at 1:24 PM
Monday, February 14, 2011
The cast will include a batch of dirty, unattached practiotioners as they exist in there environment. From the hinterland of noosa heads, to the sad dens of caloundra, the culdesacs of coolangatta, and swamps of Sydneys northern beaches; the film will find these wild-eyed brothers and sisters determined to escape the scouting eye of commerce in their desperate shacks, their rusted out wagons - tin spaghetti - the sacrifice of the unsponsorred.
Posted by insectsurf at 1:52 AM
Saturday, February 12, 2011
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Friday, February 4, 2011
Your blog is so sick !!!!
I am a 60´s music lover and a surfer and I enjoy so much everytime I check
For sure is the number one for me.
I want one of your tshirts, "The Australian Surfing Resurrection" one.
Do you think is posible to send it to Spain ?
PD Check ELS TRONS, a great garage band from Barcelona.
Friends of mine and great music !!!
Posted by insectsurf at 8:37 AM
The Australian Surfing Resurrection (ASR) film captures the rise and rise again of the wild, untamed spirit of Australian surfing. It provides a visual announcement on the resurrection of the heart of surfing occurring in Australia and globally. Using a mixture of Super 8 and digital footage, combined with a raw, reckless texture and psychedelic garage sound track, the film will feature both celebrated and unheard of surfers from around Australia on all sorts of craft in variable to perfect waves.
Since about October 1966, the great joy and diversity of the surfing has been tormented by a darkness, a sickness, a spectre of doom rising from commercial enterprises and the stifling, limited version of surfing that gos with it. But the spirit has survived. How so, you ask? Ladies and gentlemen and children of the new dawn, despite the madness going-on in the 'surf' stores, the main-streets, and the corporate backrooms; a range of strange introverts, cove dwellers and kiosk lurkers have continued to uphold the most sacred aspects of the art, cosciousness and heart of surfing. A breakaway direction. Mindful surfboard riding. Defying the regime. Doing what they want on all soughts of crazy sliding vessels, flying saucers, handplanes, logs, vee bottoms, finless, mats, simmons. A mid-length manifesto? Why not? Minds free. Unshackled choices about love, life and surf. Whatever next? Whatever next?
the film is currently under production by reel dusty films lachlan leckie beat master ball tyripper from coollangatta - sharpies!
Posted by insectsurf at 7:33 AM
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
vintage pacific surfcraft tee shirts @ noosa longboards - summer joy fun love and the spirit of untamed surfing
Posted by insectsurf at 1:50 PM
the insects that are not aliens surfing club in noosa - sponnoed by noosa longboards, noosa heads, queensland australia
Posted by insectsurf at 9:54 AM