The Front Rock Review: Raising The Bar

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Raising The Bar

The Queen of the Front Rock hath arrived, Bitches.
Fall to your knees and repent if you please.

1 comments:

Merde Skateboards said...: We saw this woman skating the spot. She was shredding. Who is she?; August 29, 2010 1:48 AM

The Frontside Rock and Roll Review

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life . . . But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons.

Who needs reasons when you've got a properly lapped, deck checked Frontside Rock and Roll?