words: t. taylor • photos: t. taylor • edit: s. engler
Growing up in Alabama ain’t easy. Despite the fact that there are seven equally southern states surrounding us, Alabamians seem to always take the most criticism. No matter where you go, there is sure to be a stage set for an accent remark, or on a good day maybe even an inbred joke. I mean…we’re hicks, we’re supposed to be inferior; it’s in our blood, right? This once popular misconception doubting our progressive nature in the south has always baffled me, especially in Rollerblading. Of course, it’s no secret the road has been paved for guys like me by the likes of Charles Dunkle and Rob Thompson. Alone, those two put Alabama on the map, but what really made them great is the fact that they made being a Rollerblader from Alabama a privilege and not a disadvantage. That same mindset has resulted in creating a whole new cult of bloodthirsty killers. Phillip Moore is a part that offspring and duly represents the posterity of the South, but I’ll stop there. I am not Phillip’s girlfriend, so I am not going to try and jerk him off with a bunch of glorifying complements. If you know Philip, and you have skated spots with him then there is nothing I can tell you that you don’t already know. Plus, this section and the accompanying photos speak for themselves. I’ll be the first to say, I think most people think that blading in Alabama has been on life support for quite sometime. If you are one of those people hopefully this will change your mind. So, keep your eyes open and don’t believe the hype. Alabama is not dead.
SPECIAL THANKS TO Daniel Pope, Trace Taylor, Caleb Herndon & Seth Lloyd For the time you put into Filming Philip.