Before I moved to the coast I lived in the city. At every opportunity, myself and my friend Chook, would load up the car to head coastal for a few days. We had the keys to this little beach house, which a friend of mine owned. In return for free weekend stays we would keep the lawns mowed, bins emptied and house clean. It was a remarkably ideal little situation we had, and the ideas dreamed up over surfing, beer and music have come to life over the years that followed. A period of time that I'm grateful for.
