The Highcoup Collective: Timelessness

This post is a brief tribute to timelessness. More specifically, inverts and Texas vert icon, Jeff Phillips (may he rest in peace). Like anything done with style, heart, and power; certain aspects of skateboarding's yesteryear will stay with us into the future—continually passed on from one generation of shredder to the next. This idea brings to mind images of a campfire somewhere long ago, deep in the heart of night and nowhere, surrounded by a band of scrappy frontiersman sitting in a loose ring around the fire, smoking and sharing swigs from a dark brown whisky bottle. As the men sit, I envision the shadowy gathering listening to tales of crossing some lonely expanse—it's unclear where or how far. They listen to a slow talking old timer as he spins a yarn of how he once, ". . . seens a buffalo kill a grizzly bare. Honest!", how he struck gold in a place called Stokes Creek, and how he lost everything chasing a one-eyed hooker named Trina. I imagine the men are weary and tired, yet eagerly listen quietly in the warm firelight.

You there, pull up closer to the lit screen, look to the image of our experience, push play (video below), and watch a true pioneer who inspired so many of us to shred till dead.