Very few contemporary blokes get as much coverage on as many divergent blogs as does the central character in the skate/chopper community classic "Pray for Me", as much as he has clearly freaked out a lot of crew, the Highway Murderer gets a fuckload of respect and kudos . . . . whether it's his skating prowess, his Whiteboy Chicano lowrider caper, the Black Tibetan or just writing off and being a first class weirdo, there is always a fragment of the Jason Jessee persona multiplier principle that will find favour with anyone.
The totally rad slideshow from "Slider Magazine" I've put up here is just another series of moments in time from the ever dynamically changing yet constantly consistent, 'The Life of Jason Jessee Show', skating, bikes, generally kooking out in the way that endears him to us all . . . . screwing up in public with honesty and without grovelling apologies is maybe the key single thing that endears him to all of us, 'this is who I am, chickens and all, I'm still here, paranoid and powering in my own little way' . . . . does he look fat in this ??? Anyone ??? Who gives a fuck, it's Jason Jessee, retro seventies barrio sox and all, just dig it.