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05/09/2026

04/22/2026

TONIGHT

04/21/2026

Pull Up!

04/20/2026

Wednesday night, the 22nd—show up or don’t, but know this: something raw, loud, and a little unhinged is going down. We’re running back He**in’s Mutate or Die—a film that doesn’t ask for your attention so much as grab you by the collar and shake it loose.

This isn’t for the kids. 21 and over, no exceptions. You’ll slip in through Tony’s—like you’re in on something you probably shouldn’t be—and find your way to the back where the noise lives.

The PIZZANISTA! crew will be there, holding court. No pretense, no velvet ropes—just people who get it. Come hungry, come curious, or just come to feel something. ALL THE INFO IN THE IMAGE ABOVE.

04/04/2026

Pre Booking has begun at https://skateboardinghalloffame.org

03/22/2026

He**in Mutate or Die at the GoodBar. Sic vid by FOS and the boys. Peep it.

11/30/2025

Post Thanksgiving NBD at the Daewon spot.

11/25/2025

Deep in the belly of Los Angeles—the City of Angles, cracked halos and all—the streets were cooking. Not just hot. Burning. And somewhere down in that urban underworld, Satan’s Drano kept the pilot light on. When these lunatics crawl out from whatever dark corner they sleep in, things stop being theoretical. They get real. Fast.
Drano Fest tore through downtown on Sunday, a bright red scorch mark on the calendar. Skateboarding, metal, and hot sauce—an unholy trinity served with no chaser. A pirate ship rolled in courtesy of the KEEN Ramp crew, a floating fever dream armed with a sound system, a “Hail Drano” banner, and a skate-able plank that looked like it had seen some sins.
In true HELLBOMB fashion, the slams were as loud as the makes—maybe louder—and anyone wearing the faintest whiff of poser was tossed back into the void. Anarchy wasn’t a theme; it was the air everyone breathed. After signing what felt like a legally binding su***de pact, contestants took the stage for the Hot Sauce Chugging Competition. Then came METAL. Then the POSER PURGE video premiere. Then more METAL. Then even more. Beautiful, reckless excess.
Sick doesn’t begin to cover it. These maniacs deserve front row and center because somehow, impossibly, Los Angeles needs this. And the wild thing? We have it.
The Punk Rock Fight Club showed up in full feral glory. The vibe check was hotter than the asphalt.
Good work, gentlemen. Keep the flame lit.

11/23/2025

PIZZANISTA! Concludes The Epic Game of PIZZA!
November 22, 2025

Julian Lewis representing Long Beach Skates walks off with the crown—one grand in cash, a taxidermied squirrel with the thousand-yard stare of a frontier drifter, a comically enormous check, and a swag bag packed like a well-stocked galley. But honestly? Every skater threw down today. The level was high-heat, cast-iron, no-shortcuts. Pure, top-shelf skating.
Major respect to the crew at the Natural History Museum for opening their doors and forging that trophy—part artifact, part fever dream. The whole day felt like stumbling into the kind of party you hope never ends. Rowdy Dachshund was out there doing what only Rowdy can do. Salman rolled up with a small army’s worth of pizza, the kind of gesture that tells you everything about a man’s character.
Epic doesn’t begin to cover it. You just had to be there, breathing it in, letting the chaos and camaraderie settle into your bones.
Can’t wait to see what PIZZANISTA! cooks up next. And to every shop that rolled through in full regalia—seriously—thank you.
Until next time - Ballard












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