Jamie Brisick joins us for a discussion about the first time he smoked pot, his foray into BDSM, the absurdity of giant logos, losing his home to a fire, and how his life would have been different if he “succeeded” in his pro surfing goals. Recorded live at The PHILOsurfer Convergence conference in June 2019.
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My mother, my sister, my 11-year-old cocky-ass self. My kicks, my hair pulls, my punches, my ferocious bites. My Berts in the driveway. My peanut butter and jelly sandwich, sabotaged by Wayne, who slotted a big bud of Thai stick inside. My arrogance, my entitlement, my records playing way too loud. My belches after chugging root beer from the bottle. My wrist rocket, my switch blade, my boomerang. My dream of a life, from which I have yet to awake.
Intro Music: Bill Callahan, 747