Daniel Pannemann

June 01, 2007 @ 8:09 AM

DoB: June 22nd 1988
Residence: Bad Zwischenahn, Germany
Sponsors: éS Shoes & Apparel (Rough Dist.), Einzig Hardwear, Mantis Lifestore Skateshop, Parano & LBZ Crews

Daniel Pannemann—he came, he saw, he discussed it with the security guard.
It happens on a daily basis, or whenever Daniel goes out to follow his addiction in his hometown of Bad Zwischenahn, or, which is more likely, somewhere else.
Picture this: here’s this kid, skateboarding is the centre of his universe (right next to women, of course), and he’s trapped in a world which is ruled by old farts—because that’s what his hometown is. The only opportunities for a young person to get “down” are joining the local soccer force, or getting hammered at the village festivities. It’s obvious, that a young individual has to fight, in order not to be broken. It’s being said that young, individual Daniel was breast-fed this will to fight. His will to stand up for his beliefs is so strong, that it’s almost retarded. That’s why his name, Pannemann, suits him so beautifully.
This little fighter’s goal is, you know it, to have as much fun in his time being as possible. His opponents, like the security guards, that pop up at the best, and usually far away spots, or breathtaking arguments, like “Get the fuck out of here, this is a public place!” can’t stop this man. He’s on a mission to roll, and he’ll discuss his case. And the best thing about it: usually his charm and friendliness get him just what he wants. Another try, five more minutes, you call it—Daniel gets it for you.
—Niklas Marc Heinecke

Caption: You’d hate this spot. The run-up is curved and the neighbours are dickheads, but Daniel gets them all. And a frontside Smith on a grown-up rail in a windy Hamburg as well.