6/30/10

Makin' moves bitches...

So we finally got most of the pieces in place, and we are moving forward. Shift knobs are in full effect, and we are down to try and create any one-off knob you can dream up for your bike or hot rod. Custom one-off tail lights are in the works, and should be available soon (little peek below of one we're doing for our homie Vander the Viking). Everything will be available for purchase in our store, and you can contact us for any custom shit. We'll also be in Baltimore for the Lowside jam, so come hang out and drink beers with us!


6/29/10

50. cal clam

Not trying to dig for clams with these rounds, I'd rather use the bed post.


Fuck the SMOKE OUT.......

Ok, maybe not fuck it but......... shit.....

I like to think I can have fun anywhere but.......

I've lived in NC for almost 8 years.... it's not the coolest but it's cool.... and I've lived around from West Virginia to New York City.... I've always planned on going to the SO but never made it for one reason or another...... well, this year a few homies were going and I decided to make it happen.........

So, Matt and I were set to roll..... I was riding my bike and Matt was driving in the Kidnap Van......... Well, I made it about 1 mile when I realized that I had no rear brake...... and since I've never had AA make my front drum work like a disc not having a rear brake was like not having brakes at all......... while Vander can cross the entire state of New Mexico side-saddle without brakes I'm a chick........ after blasting through an intersection unintentionally I loaded the Dream Krusher up in the Murder Machine and we drove to the SO.........



WOW...... I haven't seen so many people who need a HUG in my life...... so many companies selling shit they bit from others only to take a lame idea and drive it to the furthest corner of GAY TOWN....... as many do-rags and ugly chicks.......

The bands that I saw on the main stage shouldn't even play a PROM....

It was HOT as FUCK......

Oh, and it was only $75 per person if you wanted to experience the entire retardation that is the SOE................... that's all...... I dig that an event like that is not free to put on but you'd have a tuff time convincing me that The Horse didn't make a grip off that gate charge........ just kinda lame if you ask me.............



I'll stop crying now......... BECAUSE it was RAD seeing my friends who were there......

Fingers and Blondie it is always AMAZING seeing you both... you always make me feel like family. The gifts made me feel small..... THANKS!

AA it is always good seeing you homie.... it just woulda been nice if you'd put a shirt on......

Rich, thanks for the hospitality... the Low Side boys are always rad and it was really cool to see you fellas in the sea of lame..... see you in B-More for a REAL party.....

Ralph as always it was good seeing you homie... even though it was only for a few minutes.........

General and your lady (sorry I forgot her name).... it was great meeting you both and thanks for the hospitality... I expected no less from friends of Fingers' and Blondie's.......

Wes, it was rad seeing you again but did you and AA make a pact to go shirtless the whole weekend?

Tim and Oliver (I think - sorry I'm shitty with names) from Cut Rate it was cool seeing you fellas again... thanks for the swag I really dig what you guys are doing....

The Loose Lugnut fellas...... you guys were the BEST band there (that I saw) hands down! They should have had you guys play all day, each day............ maybe had Rebel Son play a bit more......

Wes and Cyril..... it was good seeing you fellas too..... thanks for the kind words about the Revenge Run.....

Danny.... good seeing you too............ sorry it was only in passing........

Navy J.... good seeing you man..... that Pan is right on.... nice job!

Matt, girl, you know it was nice snuggling in the van... Trains, Planes and Automobiles style............ homo......



Here are the highlights and lowlights........ I weeded out most of the turds...... don't worry I left a few in for flavor..... Think of this as me saving you $75 and a fucking heat stroke...... haha......








































































You're welcome.....

6/25/10

Danzig

Videos are the best. Almost laughable, but so rad.

Finger Food Friday - We Blew It Billy

Hey all you weirdos and freaks!

I first saw Easyrider in 1972 or '73. It didn't make sense to me... Oh, I thought it was kool - two kats puttin' across country on chopper's - true tramps. Yeah it sucked they get killed by some stand-ins from Deliverance - real rednecks pickup with a gun rack and all.

It wasn't till i saw it in like '75 or '76 that it all made sense to me. "We hit the big time Wyatt" - hit that big lick and were free. It always seems kool in your mind but so did fucking your neighbor until your old lady catches you. In the beginning Wyatt throws his watch away - time doesn't matter anymore. In the end we all learn that time is everything - without it you got nothing. No time no life. When I watched it this time my Grandmother was just put in the ground she was out of time. All the family was over for dinner, remembering her. I was trying to get lost - I was glued to the TV that night trying to figure out the Easyrider mystery. Wyatt was the brains, Billy, he was in it for the party always taking it to the edge. At the whore house Wyatt sees their future when time runs out. They had all the scratch they needed but they still couldn't be free - no vacancy, no service at the diner. They weren't any freer than when they started. So what happened "we hit the big time Wyatt we're free." Nope, "we blew it blew it Billy."

Money is not freedom. Some of the best times I've had when I was dead ass broke on welfare.

I always dreamed of my own freedom machine like the one's I saw that day at the zoo and the ones I studied in Easyrider... not to mention the one's I saw riding around the streets of Buffalo. I had seen some really kool choppers before I got mine. At the end of my street a guy named Jim Jim had a kool Trimph he called The Menstrual Cycle (which he painted on the tank in red letters like dripping blood) - now that was bitchin. Big G's Pan he had in high school - too kool. Big Ears had a Triumph called Maddness - wicked bike. Fuddds 63 Pan that Lumpy built then Don Kellog begged Fudd to sell him. Hippy had the koolest a knuckle long bike.... man I could go on and on.

While walking back to work one day in 1976 I found it. Just sitting there in a gas station. I did not even know what the fuck it was, but I had to have it. So I swing into the gas station trying to look kool - turns out its a 1969 BSA. It said BSA on the tank - what? I'd never heard of one. The man say's "it's like a Trimph." Okay. I said "how much?" I didn't even care if it ran. The man say's 900 bucks. Wow, that was a lot of scratch to me. It didn't matter that it didn't run or have a title - I said "okay." I had to have that freedom machine. I just had to be one of those men. The men I saw at the zoo 7 years earlier. So pay day I go and give him 50 bucks for a deposit he say's no refund. I didn't care, just giving the $50 made me feel like I owned it.

Not long after I got fired from my job. Now I'm pissed. I need just one good lick to get my chopper. I worked at the Buffalo Fire Dept. as a wrench. So I say "fuck them." I break into the repair shop planning on stealing a bunch of tools and a big roll-away box. So, I get all the loot piled up by a big over-head door, I hit the open button and..... what the fuck is all that noise? I beat feet across the street to my car. I look back and get my answer. The fucking door was coming out of the track - fuck. As I sat there sweating bullets trying to figure out what move to make someone bangs on my door - it's the heat, the cops. All I thought of was my freedom machine slipping away - fast. I bullshited my way out of it that night only to get busted the next day - fuck.

The heat is on so me and my partner Tony Sacco split town. We go to west Texas - Odssea, to be exact. I got a job in the oil fields with dreams of saving all of my scratch to get my freedom machine.

One day at work a inch and a half steel cable snapped while we were lifting the derreck. Split my ear in half. A bunch of stitches and a surgery to repair my equalibrium later I sued the company cause the shit was unsafe. I decided to go back to Buffalo to wait for my millions... haha, I got $2500.00. I owed my old man $500.00 so I paid him first and, you guessed it, with the rest I went and settled up. I bought my freedom machine.

Life is great then, here we go again - what the fuck? Bam, while a passenger in a car we get pulled over, there's a warrant for me for the burglary and jumping bail. SIDE NOTE - if you get a chance DON'T jump bail. A bondsman wont post bond for a jumper.

bottom-line - that big lick cost me a lot more than the $2500.00 I scored from being hurt. Without time there's no life and money always cost you time.

My lifestyle dictates my deathstyle.

Fingers



6/24/10

Getting the right bike.

What to look for in a chopper, circa 1970... personally, I like the wishbone frame more than straightleg...





Get Pitted!

6/23/10

When I die, bury me with my bike...



Photo courtesy of Cro @ Cro Customs

6/21/10

Far out bike, further out helmet... and a preview of things to come...

Gonna post some scans from Big Bikes Chopper Guide #1, if you folks are into it. Articles like "What to cut off" are sure to make the restoration folks cry.