San Diego Reader

Name: Steve Scatolini (aka Scat Daddy Surf)

Age: 32

Years surfing: “too many”

Favorite spot: Jocko’s

Pre-surf music: “Jimi Hendrix, my own”

Post-surf food: Poma’s Deli (in O.B.)

Scatolini’s song (below) was inspired, he says, “by a worse-than-average surf season and the stress of the modern surf era created by internet surf reports and ranting TV newscasts. These lyrics came straight from the burning agony of my soul.”

“Surfer’s Lament”

My baby asked me what I want

I thought and thought and thought and thought

I didn’t want to tell a lie

I knew the truth would make her cry

I looked her in the eye and said:

[chorus x4]

Ten-wave sets every two minutes

She looked at me just really pissed

I tried to sneak in for a kiss

She screamed I was out of my brain

I said, Baby let me explain

When I go surf I sit outside

With a million other guys

A couple waves come floating by

But not enough to get me high

We scramble like a pack of rats

fighting for a piece of fat

And baby that’s not where I’m at

I want: Ten-wave sets every two minutes [x4]

You know our love is really fine

And sex with you just blows my mind

But sometimes girl it’s not enough

I need that heavy surfin’ rush

I take off late and make my turn

and throw it into afterburn

I go up high and hit the lip

Yeah surfin’s such a groovy trip

I want: Ten-wave sets every two minutes [x4]