Stereogum’s choice for best indie artist of our generation. Actually.

Three days of sound courtesy of Dinosaur Jr, The Black Angels, and our friends at Marshall.

We ask the women behind the scenes their take on the surf industry at large.

Photos worth seeing.

What is it you ask?

dust and The Belair Lip Bombs in Austin, Texas, last week, drinking Lone Stars, eating Cheetos, and playing an absolute fuckload of shows.

More chaotic than TV On The Radio, less fucked than Death Grips.

A night of nights that you completely and totally missed out on.

Save the date for next Tuesday.

He rips, it’s true.

Plus, Haydenshapes films, the state of California surfing, and more.

Good photos for a good cause.

The recap of a mental few days fanging around Oregon.

Sabrina Mae Teitelbaum still proves she is the loveliest lady out.

Monster Children Approved.

Could Friday be any more iconic?

Forty eight hours later, dust and the Belair Lip Bombs are in Texas.

The band talks us through creative block, soundtracking surf movies and their recipe of choice to best impress people.

Go where the locals go, your broken heart be damned.

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