“When Dillon Stephens isn’t mowing down on questionable roach-coach street-meat or punishing his digestive system with homemade, deep-fried concoctions; he’s out there on the hills leaving his mark—grinding a set of wheels to dust on the most high-speed, technical roads that he can get his feet on.
Dillon can be low-key most times and you won’t see him (soberly) calling attention to himself in a crowd. His presence on a skateboard is similar. Dillon doesn’t flail wildly or blow turns; he’s in control and skates with a fluid and precise style. That being said, Dillon’s hunger for speed is equal to his passion for food, and when the time comes for either he will definitely be in front of you.” (Kyle Martin)
Yo, what up homie! Stoked to be doin’ this here interview with ya. What’s the word from Canada?
Sup Marcus, cold rainy and it snowed my first night back, but we are still getting lots of runs in. Definitely envying everyone enjoying the California sun.
Nice, so let’s begin with an obvious question. You and I both know that Aunt Jemima maple suryp is way better than any of the Canadian shit, so why is it that so many Canadians hate on the Jemima? Is it because you are all racsists against my sista, Miss Aunty J?
Ha, you can’t compare Aunt Jemima syrup to maple. It may be the best artificial crap on the market, but pure maple is the bomb.
I also hear you Canadians have public heath care up there. I watch the news regularly—keeping up with current affaires and whatnot—so I know that public healthcare equals full-blown Communism. When did you first become a Russian spy?
Ever since I can remember.
Now that we got the serious stuff out of the way, let’s talk about some of the less important things: You like playing with your skateboard in the middle of the street. Tell us about that particular mental disorder?
Well I have been riding a street skate since I was fifteen and then got a longboard when I was nineteen, King Brian and Benny Bails then showed me the ropes, and since then it’s been kind of crazy. It’s safe to say that now I am an addict.
You rode your motorcycle from Canada land all the way to the USA—California being your final stop. You and I rode around a bit together, and you and Louis from Skate House Media rode all over the Malibu mountains as well. Obviously you love to ride. That trek from Canada down here seems like a serious adventure. What was the worst, and best, part of doing a long ride like that? And would you do it again?
Ya, Louis and I rallyed those hills hard. The worst part of the long ride from Canada is by far getting way too cold. No matter how many layers you put on, you will lose the battle to stay warm. The best part is obvious: if you have a motorcycle, just leaning through corners and covering lots of land. Yes I would, and I am doing it again, preferably with some partners next time.
When we were shooting for this interview I took you to that janky alleyway bank spot. You ended up killing it, but that spot definitely sucked. Do you hate me for taking you there and hyping you up on trying that shit?
No hate, I was a little sceptical at first but your stoke convinced me to try, even though the rest of the alley was almost unrideable.
Let’s talk about some race action. What’s your plan for 2012? Where can we expect to see ya this season?
My race season starts in Australia and its non-stop from there—hitting up all the IGSA World Cup races and everything in between. Stoked to be going on my first Euro tour, it is going to be out of control.
If you had to do a nude downhill relay race with two other skaters, who would they be, and why? Just to make it clear, your answer to this question will identify you as either “really gay” or “not really that gay”. Either is cool with us—we do not discriminate.
Obviously a couple of my teammates from Switchback, because that’s how we roll, bitches!
Your teammate, Kyle Martin, said that your eating habits are a bit, well, beastly. What do you have to say about that?
I just love eating and trying new food, there isn’t any food I wont try, and there isn’t much food I dislike. Phillip Lemiere and I played “if you eat it, I will eat it” in South America. He won, not because I wouldn’t try something, but because I got food poisoning, probably from the game.