Us Wayfarers is, sadly, at the end of its journey. What I concept-ed in a beer fuelled conversation and built on my dinosaur of a computer was widely well received and to all of you reading this, I thank you.
Salte is a swim wear label from the Gold Coast, designed and created by Sharna Hupfeld, a twenty-three year old graphic designer and photo-journalist. If you think you’ve heard of Salte, then you’re probably not imagining it. The locally grown label has grown much beyond its roots, becoming a high profile attire all across Australia, and the world.
We all know Ace Buchan. He’s headed for J-Bay again this year to, hopefully, make his folks proud. He’s lucked out in the past, but who can blame him? Jeffery’s Bay. Are you kidding? That place is mental. Every year I watch the epic battles that J-Bay’s offered. I’ve witnessed back-hand riders nail Supertubes, the clash of surfing titans, and the force of nature that binds it all together. However, every year, as Ace so simply puts it, there can only be one winner.
Pat and Adam moved to the Gold Coast five years ago and calling the place home mightn’t be in their vocabulary yet but the friends they’ve made, the places they’ve seen, and the experiences they’ve had has left the Gold Coast as a permanent imprint.
Us Wayfarers were invited to Trapdoor’s very first gig. What were we to expect? They were the opening band to a sold out crowd. We arrived early for a brief chat with the boys. Twenty minutes later and they’re on stage blowing minds. We have a moshpit rocking out one song deep, a cabaret of fans, new and old, and chicks’ panties flying left right and centre. Okay, the last one may have been exaggerated, but the rest was aweinspiring. If you could play a first gig then you’d want it to go exactly like that night.
The times, they are-a-changin. We sit back and watch the world go by as history repeats itself. Disagree if you may but truth is we are seeing the fashion of the past come and go quicker than Kelly’s decisions to retire. But how does a label, up and coming, from the beaches of Coolangatta, decide what to produce next? The market, such a flimsy film, is ever changing. The minds of the youth are ever wanting the new coolest thing.