2009 Hoe Down Unofficial Edit w/ Bias from Adam Johnson on Vimeo.
WRS Finals Vibralux Style… from Adam Johnson on Vimeo.
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Alex takes 3rd at the WRS world championships and we shoot an epic promo for the jeans and tees.
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Oli Short and Marc Moreno Nimh edit from abec roll fanzine on Vimeo.
Ok, two fun facts. #1. The roll in that Garlinghouse is doing was at the first fully integrated school in America. #2. The first trick that Farmer filmed, on the first day of the first tour, was his ender.
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So we haven’t missed a Hoe Down in 7 years, which is a pretty big deal because the only other contest we have attended so frequently is Superhick. Unfortunately this was the last year that the Hoedown will be at its’ current location, which is good because people won the contest doing some things that had been done in years past and it seemed that nothing really new has been done since Shima and Feinberg killed the place. That is the least of the worries for us because shortly after stopping in Oklahoma City our fuel pump decided it was pissed and stopped working. Michael Collins, Broski, Mateer, and Nice Nick sat in the van patiently, without booze, until old man river could come and tow us to Nowheresville, population losers. In Nowheresville there is nowhere to buy alcohol, there are no bars in Nowheresville, and of most important note, Nowheresville is full of white supremacists.
Now we had to go sneaking Michael around and I got the pleasure of hanging out with Skeeter and Buck while they fixed my fuel pump. I can’t in sound mind relay the “hilarious (read racist) jokes” that they told me unabashedly, but believe you me, the confederate flag truck tells it all. Now it would be alright if they fixed the van properly, however, every time I fill up the van I can only fill it 3/4 full or else gasoline comes shooting out of the back. Note: when I die in a van explosion please point out the fact that I knew I was going to die because of Skeeter and Buck.
On the road again to Dallas to stay at Farmer’s house and the rest of the weekend went off without any crazy shit happening. Sold a bunch of tees and wheels at the tradeshow, got to kick it with my main man Matty, Ben, and the rest, and we came across Eddie Bravo, supporter of the year with his Icon tattoo.
Thanks to everyone who came by the booth and showed love, Haffey and Farmer Jeans hit stores early December and the Vibralux Team Video “On Top” will be soon to follow.
If anyone knows who won the contest let me know, and tell them our booth made more $$$ JK 
PS looks like IAN stole the Street Artist box!
Well well well, the final tour is finally upon us and it brings us far from the cold fronts of the North to Dallas and Austin Texas. This tour started off kind of funny because everything we saw was Haffey’s favorite number ‘222′ which apparently means you are on the right track. However, we got super side tracked in Wichita, KS trying to pick up some tricks on the way down and turned a 8 hour drive into a 13 hour drive. Farmer came through with some beers, Rocky didn’t bite anyone, and we crashed out.
The next day Don flew in and we grabbed a few tricks of Michael before hitting the dusty road to Austin. We had the wonderful opportunity to stay with Shannon Rogers while we were in Austin, all 7 of us smelly ass dudes. Great news is that she had a hot tub, bad news is she lives in a gated community. Of course we were doing the party van party lights thing on the way down, and Michael thought he could drink 2 40’s, wrong. He drank them alright, and filled up a piss jug or 2. When he woke up we were parked in front of the gates to Shannon’s apartment and Michael got out to piss just as security showed up to find out why there was a powder blue zebra striped van parked at the gate. Even more unfortunate is the fact that Michael was drunk (and young), had thrown out his 40 bottle AND his piss jug in plain sight, and he was being mouthy with security. We were detained, cops came, we played cool-hand-luke and almost got trespassed permanently. Best part of the whole thing is when the security guard approached me later and I explained to him that of course Michael would feel threatened when 2 white security guards are giving him shit about pissing, he simply replied “to tell you the truth, my girlfriend is black. Have a nice trip” What better way to spend the first hour in Austin then being held by the police.
Shannon definitely pulled with the spot selection and shot us in the direction of some monumental biker and skateboard spots, some shit the local Austin blader boys had never even skated. The best was going to be this ditch where bikers had built all sorts of transitions and rails and sub-boxes. We decided to wait until Haffey flew in later so that he could skate it and wasted a few hours getting clips downtown. When Haffey landed he was drunk as a skunk and couldn’t skate to save his life. Busy the night before handling business he didn’t really bother to sober up, who blames him though right? Sessions went down and tricks were laced.
Every day we skated a new and unique spot, every night the guys drank their own weight in Lone Star beer. Highlights included Michael taking 5 hours to get the sickest trick ever, landing it, then being confronted by a 300 lbs. Mexican dude because Michael called his wife a fat bitch for not moving her car, bowling, hot tub, Vampire bridge, B-free knocking on a strippers door at 3 am while everyone was asleep, and wii bowling tournaments.
The week came and went and we headed back to Dallas to get Don’s g/f from the airport and celebrate his 21st b-day. All I have to say about this is that B-mo hooked it up. Penthouse pool, unlimited alcohol, steaks, burgers, the works. Peep the footage in the promo video this month. Almost forgot, Michael is so dope he took off with the keys to the van at 2am and went across town. Locked out of the van Haffey used a rake that I tied a garden hoe to with my rope belt and magically unlocked the van. Don would have crawled through the window (also promo video) but he was across town with Michael.
Long trip, forgot mad shit, thanks Shannon, B-free, Danimal, and B-mo for all the hospitality.
