WARNING: this article may not be suitable to all tastes, biases, or preferences, but it is, none the less, someone expressing their views
LET ME TELL YOU WHAT HARDCORE IS.
Hardcore is setting your roots in stone. You pay your dues. Your friends know exactly where you come from and they back you the hell up. You can’t come from nowhere and expect to be down with hardcore. Earn your way in. I’ve been skating for 10 years and I know it when I see it. I was brought up by hardcore, and I have generations of them under me. We are united, strong friends. Mahalik (ed. note: that’s peter), Jakeand Gino taught me to skate and party – in turn me, Morrison, my brother, Glen andDoug were the next generation. We went between Grades 10 & 12 to span the gap, and brought in Geoff, Craig, Andrew, Harry. Yeah, we all did a lot of stuff together, and now I’m the oldest around, save for Merritt, but he’s keeping Northside pride strong. We know who’s who, and who isn’t. With our best interests in mind, we choose our friends very carefully, and when we choose, they always stay. No, it doesn’t have to do with skating either, that’s just a common bond. Look at M.J., look at Jason.
I used to work for Trevor at Sydney Skates and he worked me like a slave for three measly bucks an hour. I had to do it though, so I could get drunk with Peter & Donnie. I stole him blind, and I got caught. We never really talked again, and one time he slammed me on ice at a high school dance. Now I ride for him and we trust each other. Simple. Hardcore. We know, and you know. If you want to stay tight, stay with your friends.
Oh yeah, new generation . . . Lee, South, Darcy, Scott, Justin and the rest of the downtown crew – stay real.
so sue me – Jan MacLean