Monday, August 31, 2009

Never Again.

I so badly want Vico to be that cool place of rare beauty that exists in my mind. But every time it gets me. Those horizons stacked full of raw ocean, and dusted by stiff offshores fall upon the world's worst geology, and I go home with nothing besides a sore throat, general loathing for fellow man and the words resounding, 'never again'

And then a day like this comes along.






Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Talkin Covers.

We were sitting at the beanstalk the other day throwing around ideas for the cover of Fever Dream, when Thomas rocked up with this shot of the ever graceful Koot. Eureka.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Dark Raven

You may have caught wind of Jono inked to the eyeballs, big dirty git flapping in the wind, tearing south on his 40 inch maddog tech. Fever dream got the motion baby.

Jono Bruce Ripping from zion on Vimeo.

Friday, August 14, 2009

By Popular Demand


The Kootlife.

Dav Fox: Fever Dream Enthusiast

While we're on the topic, a man who loves cats as much as the next man, possibly more so. Big F'kn Dav Fox. Returned home from Bali recently. Plane quaranteened. Diagnosed with Typhoid Fever. Sweating profusely. Spewing out both holes and having crazy fever dreams about revolutionizing aerotechnology. And cats.

Picture of cat


Mitch Tomkins is a man of consuming passions. Meat pies. Scaffolding. Flicking light switches on and off. Cats. He put us onto this cool site. A must see for fellow cat lovers.

icanhascheezburger.com/

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Jimmy Kates

Aint' no fool

Flavour Country.

We been just 'lurkin' for this wave to break for years now. Every time we go there it's chit. Skitzlay said he was gonna do a bigger air than the one Greg Egg McCafferty was rumoured to do out Kiama wedge, circa 92', and he did. But we thought we'd leave you frameless until November, when the fever hits.


Brendo would go.

Skitzlay throwing the pool chair.

Mitchel 'wang' Tomkins, straight as an arrow.



Skitzlay in flavour country.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Skunk Hour

Admitting to getting skunked on trips ain't a strength of mine. I'm far too competitive. And besides, dudes wanna hear stories man. They want sick thick barrels, walking for hours trying to find them. Packin 4 dudes on a ski in the SA desert and breaking down in open ocean. Chicks. Sharks. No, better.... Orcas.

The last thing they want is the truth. Fever Dream: A royal West Australian skunking.


Backshall. Rabbits, treated forward.

Jake bru

Big bad south box. Skitzlay nabbed the only good one.

J.C. box forward.