Remembering Mickey

Happy birthday!

As a teen, a girlfriends dad asked me if I knew who Da Cat was.

Being young and dumb, I replied “No”.

Found out later in life.

Hero to me.

Hated by others.

Punk Rock before there was such a thing.

Happy B-Day Miki.

I appreciate your style.

Thanks for sharing Matty.

loved the clip, and the music too.

yea and verily 

fealty to the house of Dora

yet another immigrant to 

california taken to her bosom

and elevated to a status of 

twain ,bierce,black bart,

emperor norton,

james marshall,and Dora…

all shook the world

all were adopted sons of the golden west

to initiate the impressionable to higher 

levels of conceptual thought…

yet another leonian king…

resting in peace surely

with a baiting critique.

I for one leo birthday boy

a rousing Huzzah,Huzzah,Huzzah!

and let the IKS kuks suck their favorite crud.

…ambrose…

surfers from inland,bless their opinionated hearts

may they be tempered with a trip to the beach

and a big set to push through to boost their credibility.

only the waves through the bowl count mother jumper.

and dont forget Napoleon’s birthday is saturday.

 

The original “Most interesting man in the world”

Everything I’ve seen and read about the guy has me thinking that he was a spoiled brat punk that needed to get his ass kicked.

Screwing his friends out of money, stealing, lying, etc, etc… and then badmouthing those that he dumped on.

Always amazes me how he is idolized in our “culture”.

I guess his abilities as a surfer overshadowed that?

No thanks.

Until someone proves me wrong, Dora was a punk.

hardly spoiled.  As a pre-teen his parents would dump him on the beach for a week at a time, with no one to look after him, all summer long so they could go boogey by themselves.  Put any kid that age in that position and the end product will be an independent, self absorbed feral hustler, and that was what Mickey became.  

Had a lunch with Greg Noll in which he went deep into his relationship with Mickey, who he said was the most infuriating, undependable s.o.b. he had ever met, but just couldn’t help but like the guy, and called him the best pure surfer he had ever seen.

Mickey’s life was just a string of endless capers and hustles to keep him afloat, for which there is little to admire.

His globe trotting adventures, however, are the stuff of legends, and his surfing was and remains one of the most natural flowing ever.

Love him or hate him, there was only one Mickey, and surfing would have been poorer without him…