"Last time I was down there, there was a chap on his balcony with guns to two people's heads screaming and yelling."
Four-and-a-half years ago, the world champion surfer Kelly Slater spent $2.1 million Australian dollars on a beachfront apartment in the Queensland suburb of Palm Beach.
A ten-minute drive from Snapper; a Florida vibe.
If you’ve ever lived on the Gold Coast, you’ll know Palmy.
Its distinctive rows of run-down houses made in the nineteen-fifties from weatherboard cladding, curtains drawn even in the middle of a bright winter day, fronts for the hydroponic and meth units deftly hidden inside.
On a recent forum where readers were invited to detail what suburbs to avoid on the Gold Coast, Palm Beach was regularly noted.
If you dont wanna get stabbed or robbed stay away from as above nerang and palm beach, i live in robina thats pretty nice plus the stadium is getting built atm
Full of deadbeat bogans people who dont work and live on the dole and think its cool. Not all of them of course but alot of people around those areas are
All I can say is avoid Palm Beach. Full of druggies and bogans and has a very high crime rate. Last time I was down there, there was a chap on his balcony with guns to two people’s heads screaming and yelling. The SERT team came out and ushered us all into random people’s garages and stormed the unit complex. From what I heard afterwards the ended up shooting the dude from the road. It was like something off TV! Time before that the local video shop was broken into. It’s getting worse.
Really beautiful beach though 🙂
In November 2015, Kelly Slater bought a whole-floor apartment in the Joy on Jefferson build, a gorgeous seven-apartment tower on the little service road that runs between the Gold Coast Highway and the beach.
It’s here that Kelly has been helping his fans keep their chins above water by broadcasting rhythm guitar tracks for aspiring guitar heroes to lead over; never-before-heard songs like “Trouble” and offering the chance to decide whether or not they like his quarantine beard.
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A song I wrote in 2003. Seems fitting now. Needed to warm up the vocals but you get the picture. Tagging these people for some type of original song! @anderson._paak @jackjohnson @johncruzmusic @pfunklove @ronartisii @lukasnelsonofficial @lilycornellsilver @oliviajames611 (with dad and sister on her original song).
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Another something I wrote years ago. Get your instrument and play over the instrumental section at the end. Another one of those challenges for others to put out an acoustic song. @citizencope @benharper @seujorge @curfuffle @brettdennen @phillyglove we’d love to hear all of you guys. Oh, and @ericgeiselman don’t avoid me here! Let’s have it.
In between his important social media duties, Kelly has been raising hell on the local beachies, an underrated series of wedges broken up by various rock groynes and identified by whatever numbered avenue you came down to get there.
Like, you surf twelfth ave, nineteenth ave, twenty-fifth and so on.
The reader who sent this clip says his building stares straight into Kelly’s apartment and offered hair-raising stories that even your old pal DR was reticent to publish online.
Still, from what we see here, is Kelly, in insane form, painting his surrealist lines into verses that might very well be described as poetry.
Below, the JOJ tower.