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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Master of Disaster

This Bums me out. Help if ya can Bros

The Master of Disaster, Duane Peters, is recovering from a bad leg break and subsequent surgery that saved it from being amputated after gangrene set in. He needs lots of help with the huge medical bills, and folks like Real skateboards and the Rebate collective are doing their part. Get involved!

Check out the new set of DP decks from Real with art by Lance Mountain, with all proceeds going straight to Duane!
And check these words from the folks at the Rebate collective- donation information at the end...


You can thank Duane Peters for skating the way you do. You can thank Duane Peters for defining skateboarding in the 1980s, and setting it on its current course. He took the elegant freestyle of the 1970s and shoved it through a meat grinder. He took skateboarding "Off The Wall" and went balls-to-the-wall. He put the snarl in gnarl, the punk in rock, the fuck in you.

Duane Peters isn't a relic--he didn't invent the Indy Air and disappear, retire, or fade away. Pushing 50, DP has been charging as hard as ever, skating, touring, slamming, and getting right back up to do it again.

But recently the Master Of Disaster had a bad knee injury turn worse. Gangrene. The doctors prepared to amputate his leg, but Duane pleaded to save it. He knew that no leg would mean no skating. And without skating, he'd descend into old habits that would pretty quickly kill him.

He's been cleaning himself up, sharing the rough road with thousands of Twitter followers (@DuanePeters), and keeping his head straight to be able to raise his son, Clash. But skateboarding is the compass that makes that effort possible. No leg, quite simply, means no skating. And that would mean the end of the Master Of Disaster.

Saving his leg means saving himself. "Skate or Die" has never been more true than it is for Duane, right now.

But to save his leg, Duane's been undergoing intense treatment and therapy. It's rigorous, painful, and very expensive. He's been selling everything he owns on eBay, and he's got thousands of dollars in medical bills stacked up against him.

Duane needs our help (not just you or me, but us). He would never ask, so we are asking. The dozens of members of this coalition we call Rebate. It's about skaters helping skaters. It's about seeing a brother like DP backed against the wall and doing something about it. Whatever you can.

If we all lend a hand, two things will happen: we will collectively raise some money to help Duane save his life, and in our efforts Duane will realize what he's given us all. Over the decades he's remained a champion for skateboarding. A champion of what skateboarding means.

Do your part. Do what you can. Donate money. Donate a valuable collectible item for auction. Whatever you can. But DO something.

Help the master Of Disaster get through this, and get back on his board where he belongs. He deserves this. And you deserve this opportunity.

Send checks (payable to Duane Peters) and any items product/Art/Pictures (signed if possible) for auction by Feb 18th 2011 to:

Duane Peters REBATE
17421 Nichols Lane, Suite L
Huntington Beach, CA 92647

To make a cash donation via Pay pal

Thanks for your generosity.


I know this dude has fuck all to do with Motorcycling in the asshole of America but hes a gnarly ass dude and he wears vans and a Pendleton hell he probably invented the look with a couple of his gangbanger bros.

I got some udate on my XS motor but im lazy

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