Skateboarding,
Masturbation and Dali
Photo by Chris Carnel
The
first time I met this guy was in the days of big wheels and
clear grip tape. He had the classic "bangs only long on one
side of my head" haircut, looking like an average skateboarder
of those days. Things have changed between him and me, from
living together at a house with an empty pool in the back,
to driving to a place called Hemet in lower California with
his dad yelling at us most of the way. But one thing that
hasn't changed in this freak is his ability to ride that damned
boardskate thing. From the boneless/Bertleman era to the flippity
180 half-cab switchstance revert the hard way times, I've
seen this boy do it all. I've wanted to quit many times after
seeing Chris pull a trick (that I have been trying for three
months) on the third try. Simply stated, the man has style.
Nice guy too, just go up and talk to his skelly frame if you
happen to catch him skating from GV to downtown Tokyo. That's
if you can catch him, usually he's doing Mach 10, going big,
and sticking it. I caught up with him only because he is my
roommate, so here are a few biased opinions from the man who
chalks 'em up.
Emile
Janicot: Who is your favorite skater?
Chris
Senn: Salvador Dali.
EJ:
What do you think about killer old velcro leashes on snowboards?
CS: I wish I had one, with Zebra stripes, I bet my friendDuarte has one.
EJ:
What about your really fast car? CS: What about it, dude?
Do you have a problem with my 1964 fox fur interior 6 cylinder
Edsel with an air horn, and a vibrating love seat?
EJ: No not really, I just wanted to see if I could
borrow it on Friday to cruise for chicks. CS: No one touches
The Machine! dude.
EJ:
Remember that time we were at Bieb's, and I threw my board
and it hit you in the head? Were you like seriously pissed?
CS: Normally yes, but since you are Emile, but being that
Emile strikes such a tender loving spot in my mind (ooh kinky),
I forgive you. For a man's life is but dust in the wind, and
grudges have no place in my short and dusty life, bro.
EJ:
So are you going to pose in Thrasher, I mean Playboy? CS:
NO, my image isn't strong enough yet; and I stress the word
YET.
Enter
Dave Rhoden (Chris' inspiration, and reason for living).
DR:
Would you consider yourself a playboy? CS: Only on Wednesdays
and Fridays if the night is kind of special and the beer is
cold.
DR:
How often do you masturbate, if ever? CS: Black Flagis
my favorite band (with a proud smirk).
DR:
Haven't you been known to shave your body hair and oil yourself
while lifting weights? CS: Only when the Persian cats are
fresh in my mind.
EJ:
So anything that you would like to thank or acknowledge? CS:
The people that I like, know that I like them; and the people
that think I don't like them, can go die because I probably
don't.
Chris
Ollies our brave author, Emile.Photos by John Baccigaluppi.
EJ:
Wow man, that's a lot of sponsors, how do you cope with the
international fame of being a professional? CS: I just picture
everyone naked. And I stay in Grass Valley.
Note
from Schlem: "All you need to keep your house looking good
is a garden."
Chris
has one final, all encompassing, statement to woo the masses
with, so read it:
"Look
into Salvador Dali, he will help you beyond belief, understand
.5000 Geeeee.........."