One of the bonuses of liv­ing in the coolest cap­ital of the world is not being shunned by the enter­tain­ment industry. Wait, I mean the US enter­tain­ment industry, which — Bol­ly­wood aside — is pretty much the only men­tion­worthy. So while the rest of Ger­many is deser­ted of any cool events, Ber­lin gets the best there’s to have. Like Tony Hawk. And NERD. I mean, NERD?

We’ve talked about Fash­ion Week — the Bright Trade Show, hav­ing moved from Frank­furt to Ber­lin this year, is mak­ing a big bald jump into the Hauptstadt skate scene by bring­ing Skate­board P him­self and Tony Mother­fuck­ing Hawk to the Max Schmel­ing Halle. Have to say, it was as decent as pos­sible. Stoked to see so many skater kids, too, even though I had the feel­ing they didn’t actu­ally bother to pro­mote the event.

Any­way: I love Pharell. I love Tony Hawk. It felt like jump­ing back into my child­hood, remem­ber­ing all the nice stunts we did on our skate­boards in the sub­urbs, where noth­ing else was to do. I keep think­ing: had my par­ents raised us in a big city — would we be where we are today? Would I long for the big city like I do right now, would I ever have appre­ci­ated what this world has to offer? I’m not sure why this enters my mind while I’m stand­ing in the rows wait­ing for NERD to make their appear­ance, but it leaves a little mel­an­choly in my stom­ach. That, and see­ing Tony Hawk still rock­ing it like he was in his twen­ties. And if you asked me, he could’ve left his friends back home: nobody there who could’ve risen out of this mans gigantic shadow.

By the way, I would’ve loved to make a video, but I lack the hard­ware. So unless you’re will­ing to spon­sor my new found love for visual stuff, you’ll have to bear with the crappy night shots (my efforts to make an inter­est­ing anim­ated gif were for nothing).