Cage and Taj (insert). Photo: Con Air
Cage and Taj (insert). Photo: Con Air

Nicolas Cage bunks with surfing’s perpetual bridesmaid Taj Burrow while in Western Australia filming “The Surfer”

Kelly Slater jealous.

Surf fans far and wide thrilled when, five months ago, the it was reported that Nicolas Cage was set to star in a film with our surfing at its very center. The world was a different place then, more genteel with just one main war burning hot and Jada Pinkett-Smith only emasculating her husband Will privately.

The Hollywood Reporter, back then, reported:

In The Surfer, when a man (Cage) returns to his beachside hometown in Australia, many years since building a life for himself in the U.S., he is humiliated in front of his teenage son by a local gang of surfers who claim strict ownership over the secluded beach of his childhood. Wounded, “The Surfer” decides to remain at the beach, declaring war against those in control of the bay. But as the conflict escalates, the stakes spin wildly out of control, taking “The Surfer” to the edge of his sanity.

Grumpy local revenge porn.

And young grumpy locals thrilled even more, two months ago, when a casting call went out for them in Western Australia, where the picture was set to be made. The Australian Broadcasting Corporation noted, “We are looking for kids who are really confident with a bit of ‘attitude’ … we see them riding their BMXs delivering beer and generally causing trouble around town.”

Well, here we are, Cage is there delighting grumpy locals by purchasing expensive octopus and, drum roll, living in Taj Burrow’s home!

But does anything scream “Western Australia” more than Taj Burrow? Certainly not. The 45-year-old, who famously qualified for the Association of Surfing Professionals Championship Tour at 18 but turned it down so he could hone his skill, was a mainstay at the very top of the rankings for his decade plus in the big show. He won rookie of the year in 1998 and multiple stops including J-Bay, the Pipeline, the crown jewel Lower Trestles though never the World Title.

Surfing’s perpetual bridesmaid.

Unlike Kelly Slater, Burrow retired appropriately and now has the sweet joy of bunking with Nicolas Cage.

Yallingup’s first son always doing it right.


Do you think the two, Cage and Burrow, will get up to any housemate high jinx, though?

What would you recommend?

Kemper flings savage vibes at Hawaiian Airlines,.

Big-wave world champ Billy Kemper rebukes Hawaiian airlines in savage online takedown!

“Surfing was born in Hawaii. Wouldn’t you think Hawaiian Airlines would have some sort of support to our sport?

The Big Wave World Tour champion and four-time Jaws winner Billy Kemper has taken to Instagram to chastise Hawaiian airlines for refusing to carry his two surfboards, unlocking a Pandora’s Box of complaints from a who’s who of world surfing.

Kemper, who is thirty-three, cocks his face impassively, eyes burning with the ultra-alertness of a Haitian priest speaking through a freshly severed human head, as he delivers his coup de grâce.

“Surfing was born in Hawaii, it’s part of the HAWAIIAN culture. Wouldn’t you think @hawaiianairlines would have some sort of support to our sport? THIS HAS TO CHANGE!”

Listen below.


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The pile-on is impressive in its expanse.

“Ive had this same experience with @hawaiianairlines they told me leave my boards because i was 1lb over, not even a extra charge policy just said leave it we dont care,” writes Nathan Florence.

Mark Healey: “That’s why they’re called Hawaiian and not Aloha. Been dealing with that shit from them my entire adult life.”

Eli Olson: “When I won the Hawaii / Tahiti regional title and was trying to fly to California for the US Open to represent Hawai’i @hawaiianairlines never let me bring two of my boards that I needed. They told me leave the boards at the airport it’s not their problem.”

Torrey Meister: “Definitely time to bring awareness to this…..AGAIN! @hawaiianairlines absolute worst airlines for surfers and Ive flown on a lot of them. The most horrible board bag fees and senseless baggage policy stories I have had flying are definitely with you @hawaiianairlines

“So many vivid memories from when I was a little kid trying to put my 4’11 surfboards on a Hawaiian airlines to go do events around the state of Hawaii and getting reamed with board charges, as you let 75pound golf bags go right by for free.

“To this day you are still doing the same thing! I started flying aloha airline back then and now I fly @southwestair as much as I can. Great staff, cheap flights, honest with their board fees, and if your board bag is under 50pounds they go on for free! Over 25years of flying around Hawaii and I can say you have never supported us surfers once! That’s why I stopped supporting you and tell everyone I know to do the same till we see some change. You know what they say about greed….”

Koby Abberton, with vomit emojis, “That’s why they charge so much they know all the islands are surfers. It’s robbery.”


Shane Dorian, “SW is the shit! I love them. It’s ‘illegal’ to fly with 100 pound board bag, but they will allow you on the plane if you weigh 500 pounds. What’s that about? HA has some sketchy policies.”

You ever get heat for carrying boards?

I’ve shifted to the borrow a board when you get there model (thanks Paul Evans for recent Hossegor play date) although I imagine pro surfers and pro big-wave surfers have more sophisticated needs.

Interesting side note: Wearstler used her cash from the Playboy shoot to set up her design biz. | Photo: The Ingalls/Synchronicity

Playboy pinup turned celebrity decorator Kelly Wearstler reimagines 1953 Malibu Beach Shack, untouched for thirty years, for family of “avid surfers”

"It was an architectural gem – a hidden surf shack."

If you’re into quasi-kitsch mid-century interiors as fashioned by glamorous Amazonian women with a history of posing nude, you’ll know and adore the work of LA-via-Myrtle Beach’s Kelly Wearstler (pronounced Worst-ler).

Ms Wearstler, who is fifty-six in a few weeks, flew onto my radar in 1999 when she fitted out the relaunched Avalon Hotel in a sea of pretty greens and blues and banquette seating and mid-century pendants, transforming what was once a shadow haunted vestibule filled with the eyes-stinging smog of disinfectant.

The New York Times was similarly enchanted writing, “Her playful, elegantly over-the-top designs for the Avalon Beverly Hills changed the look of boutique hotels around the world.”

I gave my pretty white dick some Christmas sport in those rooms shortly after its doors were reopened. Glory days etc.

Now, and as celebrated in her latest book Synchronicity, the former Playboy playmate (“You can ask any of my friends. I have no problem with my sexuality. I’m completely uninhibited. Everybody has a body, and I want to show mine. God blessed me,” she says) has given an old surf shack on the Malibu beachfront her magical touch.

The joint had been on the market for years when Wearstler rented it so she and her fam could tough out the pandemic months. A pal had stayed at another place three doors and she was thrilled by how it hadn’t been gussied up by zeitgeist-y renovations.

So she tracked down the owner, asked if she could rent it and he said, hell yeah, long as I can show the place to potential buyers.

Smart guy.

Wearstler made the place look a million bucks and within a few months had a buyer – a Silicon Valley surfer who has since kept the place relatively original.

Photography by The Ingalls.

“You could have built a house three times the size of this one, which is what everybody unfortunately does on Broad Beach. But he’s not tearing the house down, just fixing up the original bathrooms and doing a little more landscaping. That was amazing to hear,” Wearstler told Wallpaper.

“It was about bringing together old spirit and new spirit to create unique experiences that make every room memorable.”

Check out Wearstler’s book here, nude pics can be bought here.

The Inertia's editorial voice, described as paternalism mixed with dismissiveness ladled with passive-aggression and served warm with the emotional seasoning of a college campus safe space genre, is employed to accidentally clown all manner of surf-adjacent business, from beach wagons to the correct pronunciation of Teahupo'o, was, yesterday, formed into a weapon and used to injure the beloved actress Jennifer Lawrence.

Scandal-prone adult learner site The Inertia savages new Jennifer Lawrence movie for “missing the mark completely in depicting surfing anywhere close to realistically”

The "definitive voice of surfing" goes attack mode.

There are few things as reliable, on this ever-changing earth, than The Inertia gettin’ goofy. Founded in 2010 by Virginia Beach local Zach Weisberg who “was inspired to launch what would become the template for the vulnerable adult learner tsunami following a talk by the Huff Post’s Arianna Huffington in 2010,” the “definitive voice of surf and the outdoors” has risen to the very peak of unintentional parody.

The Inertia’s editorial voice, described as paternalism mixed with dismissiveness ladled with passive-aggression and served warm with the emotional seasoning of a college campus safe space genre, is employed to accidentally clown all manner of surf-adjacent business, from beach wagons to the correct pronunciation of Teahupo’o, was, yesterday, formed into a weapon and used to injure the beloved actress Jennifer Lawrence.

You will certainly recall the Academy Award winner from star turns in Silver Linings Playbook, The Hunger Games and American Hustle to name but a very few. Her new picture, No Hard Feelings, is set in the seaside town of Montauk and follows Maddie, played by Lawrence, who “on the brink of losing her home, finds an intriguing job listing: helicopter parents looking for someone to bring their introverted 19-year-old son out of his shell before college. She has one summer to make him a man or die trying.”

The Inertia, anyhow, lights right in, savaging the film for its inaccurate portrayal of the surf lifestyle.

Surfers and surfboards are placed strategically from scene to scene. Brand new, unwaxed, leashless shortboards are shown stored in the bright sunlight in a board rack on the front lawn of Maddie’s house. Does Maddie surf? She never talks about surfing, drives a sedan without board racks, and beelines it to a flat beach when she takes Percy (her love interest) to the ocean.

Even worse, one of the main characters, Jim, is supposed to be a surfer, played by believably surfy-looking Scott MacArthur. Points given that he drives a van, but points redacted for there being nothing in the van. No wax, no leashes, no wetsuits, no tubs to soak booties… nothing.

The piece is titled Why Can’t Hollywood Get Surfing Right?” which echoes surf Buddha, and The Inertia contributor, Sam George’s declarative film Hollywood Don’t Surf.

Back to the issues at hand. Are sedans with board racks and vans with bootie-soaking tubs what truly marks a surfer?

What about a really kitted out beach wagon?

What does “surfer” look like to you?

Photo: @nikolaitildanmark Instagram
Photo: @nikolaitildanmark Instagram

Denmark’s Count Nikolai uses surfing as cudgel to bash royal cousin on birthday amidst title dispute!

"A brash young rebel inspires a fight for freedom."

Our surfing is many different things to many different people. Therapy, an escape, form of exercise, meditative, a cheap thrill, bit of masochism etc. For Count Nikolai of Denmark, it is a weapon of social war. A cudgel that can be lifted high in the air and brought screaming down into the face of an adversary.

But certainly you are aware of the title fight brewing in the happiest country on earth. Yes, Denmark, and all it’s various perfections, its Nomas and Tivolis, also has a royal row that makes England’s Prince Harry business seem positively genteel. Last September, you already know, Queen Margrethe II decided to strip the titles of four of her grandchildren. Her youngest son, Prince Joachim, had his four children, Prince Nikolai, Prince Felix, Prence Henrik and Princess Athena lose royal status and, instead, relegated to being mere Counts and Countesses.


The move was done in the name of modernization, though Princess Marie, Prince Joachim’s second wife, angrily spat, “There’s nothing modern about hurting children’s feelings.”

While that notion may be disputed, the whole nasty business has simmered and, yesterday, broke back into the open when instead of attending his royal cousin Prince Christian’s 18th birthday party, Count Nikolai, 24, went surfing in Australia.


The handsome young man, a model studying at Sydney’s University of Technology, posted a photo of the affair to his Instagram account and received much praise.

While the press, including surfing’s “bad dog” BeachGrit, was quick to see the move as a heavy swipe, Count Nikolai later took to Instagram to wish his cousin a happy day, writing, “Funny how time flies… Happy 18th Christian! Hope everyone celebrates you just as you deserve.”


“Celebrate you just as you deserve” has a bit of a sting, though, no?

In any case, Prince Christian’s birthday in Copenhagen was very well attended. According to the Daily Mail:

The lavish event saw royals from across Europe travel to Christianborg Palace in Copenhagen where striking image shared on Instagram shows the future heads of monarchies from around Europe posing for a rare photograph together.

Dressed to the nines, future Queens Princess Estelle of Sweden, 11, Princess Ingrid Alexandra of Norway, 19, Princess Catharina-Amalia of the Netherlands, 19, and Princess Elisabeth of Belgium, 21, smiled for the camera next to Christian.

The aforementioned Prince Joachim and his aggrieved wife Princess Marie even made an appearance. Royal watchers took it to be an olive branch in the wake of some ugliness.

What do you think?

Peace in our time or further victims over the horizon?