Nostalgia isn't always a crime! And sometimes you've got to go backwards to move forwards.
It's a peculiar kink of the internet age that what was a brilliant surf short, surf movie two years ago is a throwaway clip today. Watch it once and then it's dead, any replay a taint on the splendour of the next day. Too heavy. Waterlogged. It stinks.
When was the last time you went back, again and again, to a favourite little clip? Two years ago, I was soaked in Lost Atlas, thirty, forty viewings in six months. And any release from Kolohe or Jordy or Reynolds would be the like the sun rising on the bright rim of a black cloud.
I got to thinking about the limited use of the rear view mirror when the spotlight suddenly went off Jordy on the tour this year. It happens when you're not winning. Suddenly, it's all Kelly, Joel and Mick. Doesn't anyone remember the highlights package from Brazil earlier in the year, when Jordy's victory was predicted the moment he stepped out onto that dirty little beachbreak? Watch it now!
Or his X-Games clip?
Go back, go back. Watch, rewatch.
Jordy's vigorous slash! Lean and powerful!
I'm not one for nostalgia but, on special occasions, and in context, it's not a crime.
It's positively rewarding.