Attention To The Detail.

?2000년도부터 현재까지 Street Skating의 최전선에서 친구들과 함께하면서 지금도 많은 것을 그들에게 배우고 때로는 잘못된 것이 있으면 조언도 해 주면서 최상의 결과물을 만들어 내려고 노력해 왔다. 처음에는 촬영을 한다는 것 자체가 매우 어색하고 카메라를 들이댈 때마다 평소때와 달라지는 몇몇 스케잇터들에게는 미안할 정도였는데 그래도 적응이 많이 되었는지 요새는 어색한 부분이 전혀 없어져서 다행이다.

?허나 지금까지 촬영해 보지 못했던 새로운 스케잇터를 만나면 언제나 즐겁고 설레이는 묘한 분위기가 조성되는데 지난주에는 오랜만에 그런 기분을 느낄 수 있었던 기회가 찾아왔으니 바로 부산 최고의 스케잇터 중 한명인 차정열과 촬영을 할 기회가 생긴 것이었다. 5Boro NYC녀석들이 컬트에 와서 촬영하고 간 계단+왕돌갭 스팟에서의 촬영이었으니 정열이는 그 먼 갭을 Kickflip으로 뛰어보겠노라고 펩시와 즉석에서 OK사인 후 촬영에 돌입하였다.

?항상 말없이(서울에 온지 얼마 되지 않아서 더욱 그런지도 모르겠다.) 멋있는 스케잇팅을 선사하는 부산사나이인데다가 워낙 김형주군과 많은 촬영을 했기 때문에 비디오를 찍는다는 것에 크게 신경쓰지 않는 듯 보였고 처음 5번의 시도에서 랜딩을 하고 미끄러지는 등 하수구 때문에 아쉬운 장면이 많이 있었고 이 때만 해도 금새 랜딩을 할 것 같은 분위기였다. 그러나 역시 여기까지는 내 생각이었던 것, 어느새 수십 차례의 시도가 지나고 매우 아쉬운 장면들이 지나가자 비디오를 찍는 본인이나 계단을 뛰는 정열이나 초조해져 가고 몸상태는 나빠져 가고 있었던 듯 했다. 알고보니 발목이 별로 좋지 않은 상태에서 뛴 듯 했는데 다 나았는지 모르겠다.

?결국 완벽한 랜딩을 보지 못하고 촬영을 접어야 했으나 조용하게 멋진모습을 보여주는 정열이는 정말 내가 생각하는 이상적인 스케이터 중 한명이라 자신있게 말할 수 있으며 솔직히 말도 안되리라 생각되는 그 갭을 킥플립으로 거의 랜딩한 그 장면또한 뇌리에서 지워지지 않는다. 시간이 지나 Cult Story라도 만드는 날이 온다면 이 장면은 반드시 들어가게 될 것이다. 항상 촬영을 하고 분석을 하고 느끼는 것이지만 정열이 같은 스케잇터가 한두 명만 더 있어도 한국 스케잇보딩이 많은 발전을 할 텐데 하는 아쉬움이 남고 행동으로 모든것을 보여주는 멋있는 모습 또한 존경할 만한 가치가 있다. 랜딩하고 나서 넘어진 몇 번의 아쉬운 장면들을 계속 돌려 보면서 역시 대단한 녀석이라는 말이 절로 나오니 말이다.

?서울로 와서 일을 하니 촬영할 기회가 앞으로도 많아지겠지만 이번 촬영은 정말 잊혀지지 않는 순간 중의 하나가 될 것이 분명하고 이런 순간에 촬영에 대한 열정과 희열이 더욱 쌓여만 가게 되는 것이 아닌가 한다. 2010년이 되면 기억에 남는 순간들을 정리하는 동시에 10년 촬영을 기념하여 명문집을 하나 만들어 봐야 될 것 같다.

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Originally Posted on 2006/05/21 14:17

?나이가 30으로 가까워 지면서 인생에 대해서 참 여러가지 생각을 하게 된다. 사회적으로 잘나가는 소위 의사, 공무원 등의 친구들이 지내는 것을 보면 참 그동안 뭐하다가 이렇게 살고 있는지 하는 생각도 들곤 하는게 솔직한 심정이다. 내가 좋아하는 것만 하다가 현재의 내가 다른 사람이 보기에는 일반 직장인으로 전락했으니 말이다. 하지만 이 세상을 살아가는 목표나 방법은 여러가지가 있을 수 있다. 자신을 사회적으로 한층 더 높은 지위와 계층으로 만들고자 노력하여 이루어내는 사람도 있고 외적으로는 대단하지는 않지만 하고싶은 것을 하면서 자신과 주변 사람들에게 만족을 주면서 살아갈 수도 있다.

?나의 경우 물론 후자의 쪽에 가깝다고 생각이 된다. 그리고 지금 쓰려는 글은 이렇게 샐러리 맨으로 전락한 내 자신을 한탄하고 후회하려는 것이 아니라 내 주변에 있는 사람들과 내가 사랑하는 가족과 형제자매들이 얼마나 소중한 존재인지를 다시 한 번 생각해 보려고 하는 것이다. 젊은 시절에 도서관에 틀어박혀 뒤늦게 사회적으로 성공한 존재나 젊은 시절을 내가 해보고 싶은 것에 모든 열정을 다 쏟아서 정신없이 지내올 수 있었던 것은 모두 주변 사람의 힘이라고 생각된다. 스터디 그룹에서 열심히 같이 공부하지 않았더라면 어려운 시험에서 통과할 수 없는 것처럼 나는 내 주변의 멋진 친구들이 없었다면 스케이트보드 비디오 제작이라는 말도안되는 짓을 두번이나 해낼 수 없었을 것이라는 얘기다.

?가끔 재수시절 친구들의 잘나가는 얘기를 듣고 있으면 샘이나는 것은 당연한 일이지만 내 주변의 형제자매들을 생각하면 그런 생각은 저절로 사라지니 이 또한 기쁜 일이 아닌가. 그들은 내 인생 최고의 동반자이자 앞으로도 영원히 같이 지낼 멋있는 인간들이다. 솔직히 그들이 나중에 사회적으로 어디에서 무엇을 하고 지낼 지는 아무도 모르는 일이다. 하지만 내 스케잇 브로들을 개인적으로 존경하고 또 그들이 앞으로 최고의 인물로 살아갈 것을 확신한다. 적어도 사회적으로 최강은 아니더라도 자존심과 멋 하나만은 최고의 인물들이 분명하다. 난 그 친구들을 영원히 존경하고 사랑한다.

?젊음을 한가지에 완전히 미쳐 살다보니 어느새 30대가 가까워지는 나를 보고 있노라면 정말 세월의 무상함을 절로 느끼게 되는 순간이 요새들어 참 많이 느껴진다. 투잡같지도 않은 투잡을 하고 있지만 앞으로도 인생을 즐기며 매 순간 절대 후회하지 않는 삶을 살아갈 것이고 또 내가 좋아하는 것과 경제적인 필요를 동시에 충족시키는 힘든 삶을 살아도 철저한 스케잇 마인드 하나는 평생 한결같이 살아가야 겠다.

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Originally Posted on 2005/12/04 23:03

The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah, it’s Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y’all see clear
It’s real hip-hop music, from the soul, y’all
Yeah, check it, yo

The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels
It’s unseen or heard, a king with words
Can’t knock the hustle, but I’ve seen street dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured
Some say I’m too deep, I’m in too deep to sleep
Through me, Muhammed will forever speak
Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes
Where a man is determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats
with cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear
Under the Fubu is a guru, that’s untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ain’t ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you can’t come back
You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that

Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):

“This is rap for real, something you feel”
“And you know, yes you know”
“Rap for the black people”
“Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy”

In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter’s eyes
I’m the truth, across the table from corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I bring to it
If revolution had a movie I’d be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want millions
More than money saved, I wanna save children
Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man drawn off of simplicity
Reality is frisking me
This industry will make you lose intensity
The Common Sense in me remembers the basement
I’m Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit

Chorus

Somedays I take the L to gel with the real world
Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl
She recited raps, I forgot where they was from
In ‘em, she was saying how she made brothers cum
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations this culture connected
Who am I to judge one’s perspective?
Though some of that shit y’all pop true it, I ain’t relating
If I don’t like it, I don’t like it, that don’t mean that I’m hating
I just want to innovate and stimulate minds
Travel the world and penetrate the times
Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I’m with ‘em
For now I appreciate this moment in time
Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes, it’s like

Chorus til fade

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Originally Posted on 2005/03/08 09:40

[Q-Tip]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!) *7X*
Well, I’m gone (Go on then!)

Can I kick it? To all the people who can Quest like A Tribe does
Before this, did you really know what live was?
Comprehend to the track, for it’s why cuz
Gettin measures on the tip of the vibers
Rock and roll to the beat of the funk fuzz
Wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug
If you feel the urge to freak, do the jitterbug
Come and spread your arms if you really need a hug
Afrocentric living is a big shrug
A life filled with *HORN* that’s what I love
A lower plateau is what we’re above
If you diss us, we won’t even think of
Will Nipper the doggy give a big shove?
This rhythm really fits like a snug glove
Like a box of positives is a plus, love
As the Tribe flies high like a dove

[Phife Dawg]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!) *7X*
Well, I’m gone (Go on then!)

Can I kick it? To my Tribe that flows in layers
Right now, Phife is a poem sayer
At times, I’m a studio conveyor
Mr. Dinkins, would you please be my mayor?
You’ll be doing us a really big favor
Boy this track really has a lot of flavor
When it comes to rhythms, Quest is your savior
Follow us for the funky behavior
Make a note on the rhythm we gave ya
Feel free, drop your pants, check your ha-ir
Do you like the garments that we wear?
I instruct you to be the obeyer
A rhythm recipe that you’ll savor
Doesn’t matter if you’re minor or major
Yes, the Tribe of the game, rhythm player
As you inhale like a breath of fresh air

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Originally Posted on 2004/10/26 11:14

[Talib]
Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah

[Verse 1: Talib]
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through “Epidodes II,” like “Attack of the Clones”
Work ’til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Me and Willa raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the South
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky
with the window of the red eye
Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, “Livin’ to Let Die”

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I’ve been thinkin – I’ve got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib and background singers]
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)

[Verse 2: Talib]
We keeping it gangster say “fo shizzle”, “fo sheezy” and “stayin crunk”
Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk
Yo, I activism – attackin the system, the blacks and latins in prison
Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision
Shit and all they got is rappin to listen to
I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain’t bullshittin you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts
Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers
Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father
They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing like John Lennon, “Imagine all the people watch”
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my high’s, and my low’s
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking
And I’ve been thinking – I’ve got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib: repeat 2X - with background singers]
Yoyoyo, yo
Some people cry, and some people try
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
You love to eat and get high
We decieve when we lie, and we keepin it fly

Yoyoyo, yo
When, the people decide, to keep a disguise
Can’t see they eyes, see the evil inside
But there’s people you find
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs

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Originally Posted on 2004/09/20 23:29

[Kanye West] + (Choir)
Now turn it up, turn it up (a little louder)
turn it uuuuup, turn it up (little louder)
now turn it up (can’t live my, I, I can’t live my)
(I can’t live my, I, I can’t live)
now turn it up, turn it up

[Evidence]
I, I can’t live my, can’t live my
yeah, yo I can’t live my I, I can’t live my
life this way, continuouly get high
instead of runnin ’round, lock one bird down
it’s a new day gotta do it big just to get right
show no respect can’t live that way
you hold my check can’t live that way
without my chick on deck, can’t live that way
they say what they like, but I’ve been that way
Our moves calculated through the lens, almost here
success will be the best revenge
man, from Clint East’ to Kanye West (whut up, whut up!)
the sun can’t chill but everyday it sets (everyday!)

[Chorus - Male Choir] + (Female Choir)
this time I made up my mind
this time I’m back on my prime
I know there’s thing in my life
that I’ma let go startin tonight
(I can’t live my, I, I can’t live my)
(I can’t live my, I, I can’t live my)
I can’t live my, I, I can’t live my
I can’t live my life this way (can’t live my, I, I can’t live my)
this way (I can’t live my, I, I can’t live my)
this way, I can’t live my, I, I can’t live my
I can’t live my life this way

[Kanye West]
Kanye Chedda
My favorite girl wanna leave me just because I got a girlfriend
my freak girl told me “now, she a christian”
my white girl wanna move back to Michigan
I’m pullin girls off the bench like a sixth man
I’m in the club doin the same ol’ two step
while Omegas doin the same ol’ “Q” step
I have my money on my mind I was thinkin green
she a pledge A.K.A. “she was pink and green”
I wanna a good girl she want a gentleman
we sayin’ the same thing like a synonym
I wasn’t really spittin game I was scrimaging
my penmanship’s so hard it needs censorship
I’ma Chicagoan till Chicago ends
till we blow like Chicago wind
I don’t know what’s better, gettin laid or gettin paid
I just know when I’m gettin one, the other’s gettin away
this way

[Chorus]

[Rakaa Iriscience]
Go ‘head! Flip a coin so the game can start
Believe I know the drama, kid name the part
I learnt before the hot flame came the spark
It’s like before the pop fame came to ‘Pac
But this industry’ll play with your life man
They playin with your rent, food, water and lights man (yeah)
That’s why Rakaa brings it like that ol’ Toddy Tee jam
‘The Batterram’, then I’m off to Amsterdam
To rest up for strength to deal with this weight
To deal with these deals to deal with this hate
I dedicate this to Jam Master Jay
Run-D.M.C. showed me how to walk, this way

[Chorus]

[Kanye West & Rakaa speak in Outro]

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Originally Posted on 2004/09/20 23:20

[Mos Def]

Lawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd, lawd have mercy
All nice and peace and true, follow me now, we say
Say Hi-Tek yes you’re ruling hip-hop
Say J. Rawls yes you’re ruling hip-hop
Redefinition say you’re ruling hip-hop
Say Black Star come to rock it non…

Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate
The whole and not the half of it, vocab and not the math of it
Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit
Me and Kweli close like, Bethlehem and Nazareth
After this you be pressing rewind on top your master disk
Shining like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin
Connectin like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenaments
Cause all my Brooklyn residents, on a heavy regiments
Don’t believe, here the evidence, where Brooklyn WHAAAAAAAoohhhh
See that? Bound to take it all kid, believe that
From where they sellin tree at, to where the police be at
Talib Kweli e-Kweli-ty yo tell them where we be at

[Talib Kweli]

Brooklyn New York City where they paint murals of Biggie
In cash we trust cause it’s ghetto fabulous, life look pretty
what a pity — blunts is still fifty cents, it’s intense
Tree scents is dominant can’t be covered with incense
My presence felt my name is Kweli from the Eternal Reflection
People thinkin MC is short hand for Mis Conception
Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the conclusion
that most of these cats is featherweight, let me demonstrate
Walkin the streets is like battlin, be careful with your body
You must know karate or think your soul is bulletproof like Sade
Stop actin like a bitch already, be a visionary
And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary
Third rate teacher readin and talkin about,
“I knew he’d amount to nothin”
Neighbors like, “He was the quiet type,
who’d have thought they was frontin?”
Talkin +Loud+ like you in RCA, get carted away
with body parts and treys, what a way to start your day
Yo it’s like

Chorus: Mos Def and Talib Kweli

One two three
Mos Def and Talib Kweli
We came to rock it on to the tip-top
Best alliance in hip-hop, wyahhhhh
I said one two three
It’s kind of dangerous to be a emcee
They shot Tupac and Biggie
Too much violence in hip-hop, wyahhhhh

[Mos Def]

I said Manhattan keep on makin it (Bo!), Brooklyn keep on takin it (Bo!)
So relax we’re takin it back, Redhook where we’re livin at
Plenty cats be strugglin not hustlin and bubblin
It ain’t about production and — what else we discussin?
When the cock crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows
Strivin for perfection ever since I was a snot-nosed
COLOSSAL, true original b-boy apostle
Standin on the rooftop with the, Zulu gestapo

[Talib Kweli]

You think you the shit
somebody in the wings’ll force you to quit
It could be your crew or click
or some random kid you smoked buddha with
Consider me the entity within the industry without a history
of spittin the epitome, of stupidity — livin my life
expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly
My name is in the middle of e-Kweli-ty
People follow me and other cats they hear him flow
And assume I’m the real one with lyrics like I’m Cyrano

[Mos Def]

Still sippin wishin well water, imported, from Pluto
Three hundred and sixty milliliters for all our believers
In miles or kilometers, most cats, cannot proceed us
in the jungle with the leaders we the lions you the +cheaters+
A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers
You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us
(line for line) Good Jesus, Mos Def and Kweli just
make a pussy freeze up, thinkin we will ease up

Chorus

Originally Posted on 2004/09/20 23:20