One and a half hours of Kelly Slater!
Two days, two podcasts. I’m starting to feel it. I still believe podcast broadcasters need to cut and shave their interviews a little more, think talkback radio instead of meandering late-night conversation, but as muzak, it works.
Today, I cleaned the house, edited a story on the noted shaper Maurice Cole for The Surfer’s Journal and incited a fight between a cavoodle and a baby French bulldog whose big head had got stuck between the pickets of my backyard fence, all while listening to Kelly Slater on Firewire’s podcast, The Wire.
In this episode, Kelly, who owns Firewire remember, meanders, but does so in a compelling and likeable manner, on subjects as diverse as death (Kelly recites two good stories about a woman who was found frozen on a doorstep but was brought back to life, another is about a brain-damaged child prodigy golfer) Bill Murray learning to surf at low-tide Padang, his Gamma surfboard, Outerknown, Dane Reynolds, the damn busted foot and so on.
“So many people I know have died. In all sorts of different ways, two committed suicide last year, lost a lot of friends to cancer, random things, murder, disease, car accidents, drowning.”
“Is drowning ecstasy? I’ve heard that but how does anyone truly know? I spoke to Aaron Gold and he didn’t say that. I talked to Evan Geiselman and he didn’t remember anything.”
At Pebble Beach, Bill Murray would stay on the green and sing Beach Boys songs to me.
Listen here!
“So many people I know have died. I get a buzz to photoshop my face on their corpse. Seek joy from the little things in life”
I can feel David Scales burning jealousy.
I, for one, am praying that Bill Murray gets many more opportunities to climb into Slater’s mind to rearrange his mental furniture. I think Bill senses Kelly’s inner Carl Spackler.
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I like how he surfs for “stinkweed”