This is Al Power.

So, born and raised in the ghettos of cyncoed Cardiff. Some skate rats took me in. I learnt the mean streets through hustling with the swans down roath Park Lake, they were proper bad ass fighting swans as I recall. I was only a baby then so hadn't found my style yet, was rockin some old skool Nike swoosh 'T' and some sweat bands I got out of a Kellogg’s start cereal box. Anyway for some reason I was listening to some sketchy old rave tapes back then with like slipmat and some guy talking mad fast over it. Whacked that in my cassette player and cruzed into primary skool on my space hopper. By this time I was rockin some spx high tops and ripped jeans. All the kids were like hey want to swap garbage pail kids sticks, I was like whatever put them all over my 15 gear mountain bike and rode away with a sprite yo yo. I was waiting for a few days for some crap game to load on my commodore 64 so I threw it out the window cos computer games suck. I thought I would pick up a shell suit on the way somewhere to look extra fly and ditched the crap bike to upgrade to a BMX gt comp. I was like doin bunni hops in the teachers face n stuff. Got bored of that so watched some film called back to the future or something with this cool kid with mad futuristic Nike high tops and some old dude who said great Scott all the time. Started skating all like dope down Roath Park jumpin mad high benches and droppin in on slides n stuff. By this time I was rockin some mad baggy super size jeans with equally over sized 't' with some logo of some skate company or something, sometimes switch the look up with some pimped out geek glasses.

Everyone was stylin airwalk ones and dc plug shit that whole look was totally whack so did some old skool addidas for a while as no one paged me on my pager.

I had a go on Alex kid on the sega master system but chucked it out the window cos computer games suck.

By this point I was doing most of my shopping at city surf and somehow I was in school. I started battering the crap out of drums all the time and constantly tried to get these annoying amen beats on lockdown. got into this drum n bass band and did some random ass gigs. All the skate rats were like let's party in this house so I was like ok and end up smashing the house up as usual, they were like getting in uncle sams burgers and waiting for the milkman to come to nick some chocolate milk.

This kid was like check out this game. It was some blue annoying spinning hedgehog on this black box called a mega piece of crap so I threw it out the window.

By this time the t shirts started to get skinny for some reason and started rockin some retro 70's gear which blew so went off in my nova Sr with 15" rims blasting roni size and some jungle shiz. I was in like 6th form college or something; anyway everyone just drove around in their parent’s cars crashing into each other which was fun.

By this point I was rockin some aviators and Stussy NY shit I upgraded to a beeeeeeeema with 17" chrome rims and like a DVD player with a remote and everyone was like check out this club n stuff so for a few years no one saw daylight. By this point some bars popped up and I put on some nights n stuff. Everyone was like let's party hard! So we did, and then I was like let's open some of our own bars with these cool guys, and like did all these mad parties. By this time I was rockin some skinny diesel jeans and winkle pickers cos it was all like indie new music tip, did some mad raves in these shoes which was dope. Started gettin into this geeky vw scene stuff and like meetin some other vw people in some car park n stuff talking about mk1's n whatever. Everyone was like let's put on loads of gigs n parties, so we did. A lush girl called Hollie walked up to me and was like hi. So I was like shall we buy a house together and live happily ever after so we did.

By this point I was rockin some ray bans, vans, check shirt stuff cos all the skaters were like, let's look like lumber jacks so we all did for some reason.

After living and breathing a bit more I now find myself communicating via some I thing I carry around with me all the time which is all very civilised see you on myspazz, twater and faceplant or some shiz.

Don't forget, no socks with the boat shoes.

Rock on as they say. To be continued...