A childhood friend of mine had died last year from a fatal gunshot wound to the chest in front of his home in suburban Yorba Linda. The first shooting in over a decade in this sleepy little town which is the birth place of Richard Nixon. This post is dedicated to remembering him and his love of music, film, culture, and art. Julian wanted to be a screenwriter and helped expose me to some of the coolest films I’ve ever seen and some of the best music I’ll ever listen to. He knew a lot about the things they don’t teach you in school and he was always one step ahead. I’ll miss you my friend I hope you’re skateboarding in a better place now.