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Say cool guys out there in wasted timeville. I need a set of 3.5 gallon fat bobs for my shovel. I pay you for tanks and shipping. You get to buy some dumb shit on ebay and I get to have gas in my mootorcycle. Win Win right? Use the Email on the right. And yes I know these are 5 gallons in the pic so don't send me a stupid comment about it.
New Dice has this spread in it. I don't know much about art but I do know what I like. I like the way Troy caught the light and the background really lets the subject matter tell a story. Who the shit am I kidding she has red hair and she is naked on a bike. Love it.
So far this week I have killed a deer with my truck. The Sonoma is also dead for that matter. If I was on my bike it would have been really bad. Thank god I was to tired to ride that morning. Anyways the car show I do is this weekend and we are in full swing. Shovelhead is all apart for a redo and fix up. Forward controls and a bigger gas tank. My vintage Wassell that Michael painted for me split open on one of the seams. BULLSHIT. I swear I can't have anything nice. So I think it is gonna be 3.5 gallon fat bobs and a sissy bar this go around. Pagan gold paint with candy apple red fog outlines around the panels. What else lets see. It has been hot as hell and I am tired of sweating. Car show on Saturday is gonna be 100 for real degrees. Yes.I want this lid real bad but to no avail it is to much on the gaybay.
Well its been a wacky week and once again I am sitting here thinking about a Top 5. There are very few artist that I truly love. One such artist is Neko Case. I am not gonna say I love every song she has ever recorded but for the most part I do. Sure her sound has changed from a very dark twangy murder ballad type sound to a very polished yet still her own. She has a new record out this month and what I have heard it is gonna be awesome. Now yes she does have redhair, she plays a tenor guitar, and her voice can make you fall in love, fall out of love, cry a river, and bring down the heavens all in a 2 minute song. There really are few artist that can do this. Granted it is not punk she still has a punk edge and the dark even very dark subject matter sets her apart from all the other female singers. It must have been 2000 when she came through KC and I went to see her. I had read somewhere that her favorite band was the Flat Duo Jets who I was also a giant fan of. So I see her play and fall even more in love with her. She had on this thrift store tshirt and some yucky torn up levis and some old school logging boots. After the show I walked up to say hi and thank you for the amazing show. ( I was probably ridiculous). Well I did my usual small talk and was charming I'm sure. I looked down at my jacket and remembered I had a Flat Duo Jets button on my jacket. She saw me fumbling around with the flap and then I held my hand out and she took the button from my hand and that is when she became my fake girlfriend forever. She said she loved the band and I said I know that is why I am giving it to you. She smiled a real smile and then gave me a hug. We have history
Top 5 Neko Records
Number 1. Blacklisted
Number 2. Furnace Room Lullaby
Number 3. Canadian amp
Number 4. The Virginian
Number 5. The Worse it gets
Anyone that grew up riding dirt bikes knows why I am lusting after one. I need a proper old man dirt bike to thrash around on. I am leaning towards a big single like a DT400 Yamaha or a PE 250 Suzuki. So I just got done mowing the yard and the old Honda was crying for a ride. Got it out a beat the shit out of it for a few. Having a backyard just big enough to hurt yourself is awesome. I was practicing my flat track lefties and then the big air contest started. Yes I totally ate shit in the one pic you can see the bare spot the exhaust guard tore up. Big scrape on the elbow and nothing but smiles.
Top5 reasons to get a dirt bike.
Number 1. Honda CM 400A models make terrible dirt bikes. Super heavy and let us not forget it is a automatic. Now it has bent bars as well. Oops
Number 2. The sound that a 2 stroke makes and the smell is the things of magic and wonder. Time machine to my youth and if I do it right it will be my fountain of youth for a lengthy and happy life.
Number 3. Motorcycles are supposed to be fun? Not really a question but I do take this chopper deal pretty serious. But a dirt bike is nothing but fun. Bombing gravel roads, jumping through a creek bed, climbing every hill in sight that sounds like a blast. Even crashing is fun I guess as long as you can walk away that is. Check out the prices on vintage dirt bikes and the bang for your buck is great. Lots of fun and not so much money. For the money I have in that Shovelhead I could have bought 16 old dirt bikes. Stupid
Number 4. Scary times feed the fire. One of the main reasons I love motorcycles is the scare factor. I like to scare myself just enough to make me aware. Getting a little sideways and hanging on is the real deal. I like staying in control even if I'm out of control. Everyone I have ever known that grew up riding dirt bikes make really good street bike riders. There is almost no way to teach some one how to hang it out there and stay in control. I use these skills every time someone pulls out in front of me or rides my ass. I have had a few OOOOHHH SHIIIIITTTT moments by riding to fast and not judging a corner right or blowing through a stop sign. You make a decision and follow it till the end. On a dirt bike it could mean your about to lay the bike down but instead you just ham fist the throttle and power your way up. Or you hit into a corner and the front wheel bites in at that point it is better to kick the bike out and slide off of it. But these movements are made with almost no thought you just do them. After when your heart is about to beat out of your chest that is when you think about the fancy moves you just pulled off. I like that.
Number 5. Seems to be some kind of movement of guys riding dirt bikes. I don't fucking care what anyone else is doing. I started off in the dirt and will gladly die in the dirt. The End
Having to go right back to work was bullshit. I went ahead and stayed off the bike until today. Damn my ass still hates that seat. Anyways check out Noot's blog to see more killer Sturgis pics and I have thought about there are two types of people in this world jokes all day.
There are two types of people in this world. Ones that like black licorice and those that don't.
Ones that ride old bikes and those that wish they could ride old bikes.
People that get punk rock and those that don't.
Ones that own and ride Harley motorbikes and those that want to. Even if they say they don't.
Those that have the redheaded girl alarm in there head and those that don't.
There are two types of people in this world so pick a side and hold your ground.
As for the pictures above I wish I was the guy on the bike, I want a boattail Rivi so bad I would sell some internal organs for it, and you should go listen to the MC5 right fucking now. Anchor Out.
