Anders Neuman
Riksgränsen May 2008 - Gigi Ruf backside airing over the pirate flag, getting towed in by Heikki Sorsa and Björn Lindgren watching from his sled.
#snowboarding #piratemovieproduction #burton #riksgränsen
Det finns få saker som gör mig så glad och inspirerad som människor som brinner för sin passion och skapar sin plats.
”Second Session” fka ”Stuntwood Session” i Källviken är resultatet av en livslång infektion som ständigt utvecklas.
På 90-talet lärde vi oss att åka snowboard i Källviken och nu stoltserar de med en av Sveriges roligaste parker. Det är som ”Big Bear” i Kalifornien men i Falun. Kanske låter konstigt, men det är fantastisk och helt sant!
Den där känslan som bara fanns på film, den som välte våra liv som tonåringar finns nu i vår gamla hemmabacke.
Förr så omöjlig att nå, nu så möjligt genom den där livslånga infektionen som fortsatt angriper nya generationer som tar vid, bygger, skapar och brinner!
Det är många som tagit det där extra spadtaget för att det här ska funka men utan crewet i Falu Snowpark och boysen i @last.second.0001 så hade det inte blivit så här fint!
Tack som fan alla inblandade, det här hoppas jag att ni gör igen!
#snowboarding #kiwihills #023kru #023 #falun

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc

Grattis, grattis Kagelsson!
För 17 år sen i Vännäs var det fri flygtid på hippen!
#snowboard #tbt #vnc
Gamla glada dagar i Bjuuuursparken!
#snowboard #fotatpåfilm #98-99
#forumsnowboards

BO Lindgren - Riksgränsen ATV
Pivot to Fakie - 2003
#Flavour #tbt #snowboarding
Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused

Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused

Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused
Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused
Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused

Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused
Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused
Umeå Hardcore hits different!
The first time I went to Refused show in 93 I was 16. It introduced me to a new realm of music and energy, something that gripped me as a human. It showed me a new circle of life.
SXE Hardcore hit my bones. It gave my young being a feeling of life and belonging, a place where I felt at home. A place where all my self doubts and insecurities could get channeled into human energy and a place where the music made me levitate together with fellow brothers and sisters.
This was my tribe, a tribe populated by my people, all fueled by the rhythm of hardcore chords and rapid drums. The pit of people, pushing, singing, headbanging, kicking, screaming and clinging on to each other amplified it by a 100.
Last night I came home again.
Refused took me back to the same place of joy and energy once again as many times before. A sacred place.
The pit, the smell, the chords and the vibes was there again. For a moment we were all in it, lost in music. Dedicated to mutual understanding that we as crowd moved in one direction.
Ready to believe in a better tomorrow where respect, decency and positivity matters. Brought together by a band on their second farewell tour.
Refused might be dying but the feeling still remains!
Länge leve Studiefrämjandet and all the good times it has brought us.
The feeling still remains.
@refused

Jamil Danielsson -BS180 Nosegrind
Barcelona - 20070915
#tbt #skateboarding
Sven Thorgren i Riksgränsen 2014 i QP:n som Armada byggde för JP Memorial. #tbt #snowboarding
Kultursöndag med farsan och tonårsduon! Lars Tunbjörk på Kulturhuset och premiär på sushi för pensionären.
@theboulala fick en föreläsning i svensk bygghistoria och bristen på kappilärbrytande lager i hus byggda, sent 70-tal i Sverige
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