I gave some sober alcoholics a ride home tonight, three alcoholics. 4 if you count me, which I do. 4 alcoholics all heading home after a small meeting that took place in a small room. One headed to meet curfew at the halfway house, another cross town to crash on a couch and a third armed with nothing but the clothes on his back, an old army blanket, a Big Book and 2 days of sobriety. I was there, I was doing him a favor by not letting him have a warm dry place to sleep. It can only get better for him and it will if he chooses so.
Seeing him head off in the rain in the blackness of night made me grateful, tears came to my eyes and a lump in my throat. I remember that blackness, the loneliness, the wet and the cold, ....the nothing. Looking at every warm lit house i passed with resentment anger and disgust. I and my bridge, I and my loneliness. I
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Change the fuggin channell
If you never knew Cro-Mags...you should have, if you read this then you do now. I loved this old stuff growing up, well it wasnt really all that old then, but I spose it is now. What it was if you were anywhere outside of the NYHC was obscure, still is. I like the obscure. Here they show you all over the place.... screams, rants, fast, slow.
These are some special pictures my friends of a special time in history. I dont think there were any underpaid frat boys in yellow t-shirts at these shows, security, if there was any was likely done by the self selected right in the pit. Graffitti the bathroom wall if you got a sharpie, if not try and piss in the urinal.
Cro-Mags
These are some special pictures my friends of a special time in history. I dont think there were any underpaid frat boys in yellow t-shirts at these shows, security, if there was any was likely done by the self selected right in the pit. Graffitti the bathroom wall if you got a sharpie, if not try and piss in the urinal.
Cro-Mags
Monday, November 16, 2009
ASS-VILLE
I might have been stricken with wet noodles back in the day for posting pictures of awesomness of the Asheville scene, these days it tends not to matter. The secret has been let out and what once was a sleepy lil mtn town has now been taken over by tourists, hippies, punks, bikers and even yuppies. Come visit the Paris of the South and see what y'all have been missing. I promise despite the new age propaganda that abounds we still serve sweet tea and briscuit in near every eating establishment.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Forgive thy neighbor.
A friend of mine sent me this video today as part of an apology. Of course I forgive this person. In doing so I wanted to share this with the rest of my devoted. Check out the drummer at the 2 minute mark. IN-SANE!
Friday, October 9, 2009
MUSIC WEEK!!
OK, my lil rant last night got me thinkin of all the ol school punk stuff we used to jam to. Green Day has nothing on this stuff. So in honor of the old guys who helped shape form and cultivate my existence.....We start off with some old Black Flag. Rollins still had hair, was young and idealistic, had yet to sign with MTV and what about them shorts!!! Damn Henry, those are shorts!!
The music you are about to hear may disturb you, it may make you wonder how a grown man could listen to this. Dont know dont care. Its Black Flag and this was one of the best half pipe songs ever recorded.
The music you are about to hear may disturb you, it may make you wonder how a grown man could listen to this. Dont know dont care. Its Black Flag and this was one of the best half pipe songs ever recorded.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Ol Skool
I miss the old sk8 scene. It was raw, it was real it was unmolested and it wasnt cool. Mtn Dew wasnt on board yet, Tony Hawk wasnt selling anything he could put his name on at the mall. We worked with what we had where we had, cops hated us, jocks beat on us and girls were afraid to say our name @ the dinner table. We were punks we were loud mean angry and aggressive. Style want fashionable and we were rats and proud of it.
Non-skaters might look at this footage and think.... "that don't look so hard" B.S. that's Roskopp yo! He was on of the originators, he was fast, hard and full of attitude! Something is lacking in the scene today and I am not sure just what that is. But if you look at this footage, look a the scale of that pipe and think of how fast my man is really going.....bet U couldn't do that.
Non-skaters might look at this footage and think.... "that don't look so hard" B.S. that's Roskopp yo! He was on of the originators, he was fast, hard and full of attitude! Something is lacking in the scene today and I am not sure just what that is. But if you look at this footage, look a the scale of that pipe and think of how fast my man is really going.....bet U couldn't do that.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Carolina surf
Gettin amped and ready to go visit the Carolina shore and if all goes well soon relocate there.
Friday, October 2, 2009
The Blues....
On a whim today and a good hour needin to kill, I stopped into the local Goodwill. Much to my awe there on the end of the mens t-shirt rack was a near new lookin, feelin and smellin Motorhead t-shirt, and in the color black to boot! I nearly forgot for a moment what a pure hard rockin, balls out no apologies metal band Lemmy and the boys are. Of course I had to buy the shirt and wearing it makes me feel as if my manhood may have elevated another couple notches, only real "dont give a damn" type guys are capable of sporting a Motorhead T.
Of course I had to come home tonight and see just what the boys have been up to, Whores it looks like, nothin but the Whorehouse Blues. Enjoy.....Thanks Lemmy.
Of course I had to come home tonight and see just what the boys have been up to, Whores it looks like, nothin but the Whorehouse Blues. Enjoy.....Thanks Lemmy.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Hollister
Hollister is way more than overpriced hoodies to go with your overpriced Tevas. For all you who never been here is a shot of the real Hollister. Behold the sound of the 2 stroke.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Welcome back
Damn...what the hell happened round here, one day you look up, your effin 35 years old and you have neglected your blog for near two months. OK, so even if they become the standard robo-post, U-Tube video of some dudes doin' somethings we aint never heard of that how its gonna be. I have an exercise to continue here my friends and this must be done.
Speaking of exercise I am happy to report I am now 36 hours and only one cigarette in that time, I think, I know I will make today, this 24 hours with no cigarettes. I ordered some herbal stuff off the radio one day. You know one of those "free" offers and the first thing when you call they want a cc? So yeah, this stuff truly works and the cigarette I did smoke.......Smoked it in 2 parts. Lit the first half while out walking the dog on th local trail to the reservoir. All I can say is don't smoke on top of this stuff lest ye be ready for some serious dizzies.
Oh yeah, we musnt neglect College football season shall we, Heres my season so far, Ohio State has pitched back to back shoutouts this year with Pryor looking like maybe he aint all that, just a bag of chips, of course there one loss already comes to a team that got beat by Washington a week later and Tressell is the worlds biggest play calling wuss. The UC Bearcats are climbing the top 25 sittin at number 9 right now with winless Miami of OH to play this Sat lest they pitch another big time ass whoopin like the 70-3 punishing of SEMO they could actually drop down a notch or two. And believe this....Tony Pike has actually garnered some attention in the Heisman race this year, you know what I would pay to see??? Ohio State and Cincinnati in a Bowl game at the end of the year, long shot but could happen, I predict Ohio State would be going home unhappy.
Local DIII action has nothing more to report than a winless Ohio Wesleyan and the one Saturday time permits to go check out a game happens to be there Homecoming, I want to watch football not listen to some guy announce a bunch of girls names. Maybe I go maybe I wont I predict a homecoming heartbreaker anyhow.
And to satiate my dear friends yes its old news but who doesnt like seein the Cinti/Rutgers roll again?? Rutgers was favored with Kirk Herbstreit calling Rutgers the "team to beat in the Big East" Herbie boy also wants a mini NFL of the Big 30. Idiot.
Speaking of exercise I am happy to report I am now 36 hours and only one cigarette in that time, I think, I know I will make today, this 24 hours with no cigarettes. I ordered some herbal stuff off the radio one day. You know one of those "free" offers and the first thing when you call they want a cc? So yeah, this stuff truly works and the cigarette I did smoke.......Smoked it in 2 parts. Lit the first half while out walking the dog on th local trail to the reservoir. All I can say is don't smoke on top of this stuff lest ye be ready for some serious dizzies.
Oh yeah, we musnt neglect College football season shall we, Heres my season so far, Ohio State has pitched back to back shoutouts this year with Pryor looking like maybe he aint all that, just a bag of chips, of course there one loss already comes to a team that got beat by Washington a week later and Tressell is the worlds biggest play calling wuss. The UC Bearcats are climbing the top 25 sittin at number 9 right now with winless Miami of OH to play this Sat lest they pitch another big time ass whoopin like the 70-3 punishing of SEMO they could actually drop down a notch or two. And believe this....Tony Pike has actually garnered some attention in the Heisman race this year, you know what I would pay to see??? Ohio State and Cincinnati in a Bowl game at the end of the year, long shot but could happen, I predict Ohio State would be going home unhappy.
Local DIII action has nothing more to report than a winless Ohio Wesleyan and the one Saturday time permits to go check out a game happens to be there Homecoming, I want to watch football not listen to some guy announce a bunch of girls names. Maybe I go maybe I wont I predict a homecoming heartbreaker anyhow.
And to satiate my dear friends yes its old news but who doesnt like seein the Cinti/Rutgers roll again?? Rutgers was favored with Kirk Herbstreit calling Rutgers the "team to beat in the Big East" Herbie boy also wants a mini NFL of the Big 30. Idiot.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
DOPE
Going to see these guys in C-Bus tonight. DOnr know much about them, should be interesting, so far so fair from what I can U-Tube gather.
Dope.
Dope.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Austin.....Cows. guitars and canoes.
My recent trip to Austin has longed for a sojourn. Here in this Ohio rain longing for the TX heat, the Austin thought and the desert bull. Look west young man. I did, hit the coast and turned again.
I landed at Bregstrom at 9:20, a quick Torchy's Taco and a fresh pack of Winstons later Hayes Carll stood before me on the famous Antones platform. Sing it to me Haye's, my life reads like an alt. country song and my soul like the novel of long before. The image of the Horseshoe brought a tear to my eye with the memory of the orange acid laden papers. The landing of the depression coupled with the wet. Whiskey never left my brain and nicotine still leaves a stain. The cancerous sore that invades my privacy and the love for which I left behind.
Hayes is the new black, thanks Eli, your one rockin lil' kid
I landed at Bregstrom at 9:20, a quick Torchy's Taco and a fresh pack of Winstons later Hayes Carll stood before me on the famous Antones platform. Sing it to me Haye's, my life reads like an alt. country song and my soul like the novel of long before. The image of the Horseshoe brought a tear to my eye with the memory of the orange acid laden papers. The landing of the depression coupled with the wet. Whiskey never left my brain and nicotine still leaves a stain. The cancerous sore that invades my privacy and the love for which I left behind.
Hayes is the new black, thanks Eli, your one rockin lil' kid
Monday, July 13, 2009
Raging Waters!!!
Yeah I been slack on the posts as of late but gimmee a break OK!! I am in Ohio and for OH the weather has been near perfect lately. I remember ridin the bike in February tryin to get over the 2 wheel DT's and folks lookin at me like I were nuts, well guess what??? I IS NUTS!!!
Some real sweet ol school footage here. Gotta love the tunes, actually you dont you are perfectly free to hate this music but it reminds me of The Ugly Americans or some other total Aussie band from the late 80's. Midnight Oil meets daylight.
Enjoy the Hosoi, he's outta prison and sober these days.
Some real sweet ol school footage here. Gotta love the tunes, actually you dont you are perfectly free to hate this music but it reminds me of The Ugly Americans or some other total Aussie band from the late 80's. Midnight Oil meets daylight.
Enjoy the Hosoi, he's outta prison and sober these days.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
The ultimate bike clip!!
No, I did not choose the title but I did embed it here on my lil blog so maybe, just maybe my cager audience who lives through my two and 4 heel moto and sk8 adventures might just start to see it. Maybe just one lil glimpse into the life.
This past year nearly to the day I recently dubbed year of the funeral. I haven't seen this many folks check out in 12 months since the great heroin bottom of 2001. That was one hell of a painful year. But I will say one thing, seeing folks die from so called "natural causes" seems a whole lot more senseless to me than anything you may witness here. I don't know who was first quoted as saying so but it was something about "I do not want to live my life only to arrive safely at death" Sadly I have seen a lot of that this year. One death was a fellow rider, friend and business man who went headlong into a guardrail rounding an outside curve that he apparently misjudged and needless to say front wheel and shoulder gravel was a deadly combo. But hey!!! You can die having pushed the edge a lil too far or you can go quiet and safe like somewhere in an Omaha nursing home.
God Bless my fallen family.
This past year nearly to the day I recently dubbed year of the funeral. I haven't seen this many folks check out in 12 months since the great heroin bottom of 2001. That was one hell of a painful year. But I will say one thing, seeing folks die from so called "natural causes" seems a whole lot more senseless to me than anything you may witness here. I don't know who was first quoted as saying so but it was something about "I do not want to live my life only to arrive safely at death" Sadly I have seen a lot of that this year. One death was a fellow rider, friend and business man who went headlong into a guardrail rounding an outside curve that he apparently misjudged and needless to say front wheel and shoulder gravel was a deadly combo. But hey!!! You can die having pushed the edge a lil too far or you can go quiet and safe like somewhere in an Omaha nursing home.
God Bless my fallen family.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Betty???
I figured the picture said it all. I remember this ad in one of my very first Thrasher mags. I must of worn those copies thin. Cut up pics and all over my walls and notebooks pasted down with rows and rows of scotch brand tape. Girls that can skate are hot!! Even if they are ugly there hot, OK, maybe not as hot as a woman riding a motorcycle but prolly more hot than a woman shooting a gun. HMMMM A woman riding a motorcycle, strapped with a gun and an old school Santa Cruz skateboard strapped to a sissy bar. OOOOHHH.....That my devoted would be HOT!!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Shoe me
I miss skateboarding. I decided that today while watching a young man at the local skatepark. On a whim and a couple hours to kill I took my friends boy to the local park. While watching him learn some basic tricks and seeing some ego and humility float around the kidney bowl I couldnt help but grab my young friends board and do a lil carving around. Really no big deal until U factor in I had no shoes. My feet shod with only some dime store flip flops I took to a lil street course carving. It took not long to realize I was much better off sans flip flop and off they went into the grass. Young boys and girls not to mention parents on the bench took this with much amusement though most of many tried to hide there curiosity.
Hippie I was told, I was told this was way to hippie to be pulling off but pull off I did. What else can one do at a park next to the river but let a lil inner hippie out. and the decision made to head back to the old days and make sure the truck arsenal is now complete with shoes, socks and a skateboard.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Something to Say
A friend of mine recently told me she had never heard The Misfits. It left me in surprise and awe, here I thought this woman knew all about Glenn, Only and the rest of the rotation gang but no, she was only familiar with the logo.
This conversation came about as I had to quickly stop myself the other day. You see my devoted I cherish my low maintenance lifestyle which allows me to live in a private RV park, and in doing so as One might expect around me are some older folks and with them tend to be grandchildren from time to time. Well it is advisable to not be singing Last Caress with your neighbors in ear shot.
The Misfits helped me vent my teenage angst and these days still allow me to sing some of the most macabre lyrics I have likely ever heard penned. Latter Misfits incarnations seem to be losing the original shock value and 12 dollar skull patches being sold @ Hot Topic don't help either. Gone are the days of Magnolia Thunderpussy here are the days of Chinese made Vans and Mall Rats that have never moshed. Yes we have covered my judgemental bastardom, yes we have
And just so y'all know......Metallica can not and will not ever do justice to The Misfits. BAH!
This conversation came about as I had to quickly stop myself the other day. You see my devoted I cherish my low maintenance lifestyle which allows me to live in a private RV park, and in doing so as One might expect around me are some older folks and with them tend to be grandchildren from time to time. Well it is advisable to not be singing Last Caress with your neighbors in ear shot.
The Misfits helped me vent my teenage angst and these days still allow me to sing some of the most macabre lyrics I have likely ever heard penned. Latter Misfits incarnations seem to be losing the original shock value and 12 dollar skull patches being sold @ Hot Topic don't help either. Gone are the days of Magnolia Thunderpussy here are the days of Chinese made Vans and Mall Rats that have never moshed. Yes we have covered my judgemental bastardom, yes we have
And just so y'all know......Metallica can not and will not ever do justice to The Misfits. BAH!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
motorcycles and the art of ZEN
Maybe you might be better off if you read this book. Yes I know that is one hell of a judgement and maybe I haven't even met you but I do think a best seller in philosophy has something to offer.Wiki tells me this book was rejected by 121 publishers before becoming a best seller which set a Guinness record for most rejections for a best selling novel. Maybe just a Chautauqua, maybe just a book, I dunno, I already stopped reading that page. Certain my suggesting the book has nothing to do with my moto love, nor do I consider myself very philosophical.
Let go and let Zen. Empty beer cans make good shims, it might be ok to smoke in certain Western diners and romantics are ok even if you would rather they not be.
Do some maintenance.
Closer to Home
Some of my devoted may know just what this is all about. I had the opportunity to see Grand Funk once, I passed. I was afraid the old WLVQ anthem just wouldnt be there, old guys trying to avoid real jobs with a crowd of folks trying to avoid real life. Maybe that makes sense.
What I do know is we haven't done much of the classic stuff here, mostly the heavy and rare which is good but Grand Funk....we cant forget them even if I am wary of seeing the modern day version. I did see Molly Hatchet once and it was a totally new thing from the memories of my youth listening to my uncles leftover vinyl.
We speak of good harmony, melody, vocals and Grand Funk Railroad has it all. They have so much of it all that we need not have much else. Nor do most classic rock stations play the shit out of them. I could go into a big conspiratorial rant right now about why your typical Jaycorp station is gonna hammer the same 500 songs in your head for the last 30 years and counting but I wont. Just enjoy the Funk
What I do know is we haven't done much of the classic stuff here, mostly the heavy and rare which is good but Grand Funk....we cant forget them even if I am wary of seeing the modern day version. I did see Molly Hatchet once and it was a totally new thing from the memories of my youth listening to my uncles leftover vinyl.
We speak of good harmony, melody, vocals and Grand Funk Railroad has it all. They have so much of it all that we need not have much else. Nor do most classic rock stations play the shit out of them. I could go into a big conspiratorial rant right now about why your typical Jaycorp station is gonna hammer the same 500 songs in your head for the last 30 years and counting but I wont. Just enjoy the Funk
Sunday, June 7, 2009
SHOW ME HOW TO LIVE
Ok, lets bitch moan argue cuss and fight about Cornell and his weak live performances, or Morello and his band membership ADD. Point is though your not the Hollywood Rockstar now are U?? Well maybe someone reading this is, maybe not, but good God molly irvine I have always loved this song, the only thing bad about Audioslave is they get a fuckton of airplay which causes them to be shunned by the hipster set, fuck that. Lucero just could one day sign a big record deal and then all of sudden do they suck??
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Gasoline
OK, say what U will but fucking Chris Cornell has one of the most amazing voices in rock-n-roll, and if U can say Audoslave doesnt just rock your roll then your taste in music is pure awful.
Love the song and set to some nice practice action, when U got the track to yourself U can let it hang out a lil' more
Love the song and set to some nice practice action, when U got the track to yourself U can let it hang out a lil' more
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Ohio Surfer??
Who sez ther are only windsurf swells in ohio?? Hers a nice lil tube and no....it aint Geauga Lake.
Mifits, demons and speed
Oh, the video is B+W!!! Good, color is overated, like a big huge flat screen, the smaller one gets a better picture. Many many things have gone into the making of this, seems like Metallica could have put in some more bass.
The world is a scary place, I'll be seeing U in hell!!
The world is a scary place, I'll be seeing U in hell!!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Moto-Metal
Big air, nice carnage, perfect soundtrack, a moment of silence while we pay respects to the nearly dead and dying two stroke, Thanks EPA.....Fools.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Female wake
Women and teenage girls especially tend to take on wakeboarding more naturally than men. We could debate the whys here but we wont, I will only say that a woman has a lower center and better bone structure for the riding position, you figure it out. Men want to manhandle the thing and women are more able to hang on for the ride.
I have seen some serious wakeboardin in my day and taken a couple nasty wind-knockers myself, this week is all about the summer sports, the X-games, the women who play them and the thug tattooed dudes that dominate them. Throw your set!
I have seen some serious wakeboardin in my day and taken a couple nasty wind-knockers myself, this week is all about the summer sports, the X-games, the women who play them and the thug tattooed dudes that dominate them. Throw your set!
Monday, June 1, 2009
central ohio stick pushers
So maybe the music aint all my taste, I didn't make the video but gotta respect the talent. I am proud to have been among one of the few first wood pushers in the central ohio area that helped bring the art to where it has come today. The boards style and scene have all changed some dramatic some subtle but these kids got skillzzz!!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Mother Ocean
I have often wondered about the inner workings of a laptop, like this here DELL I type upon, why does it take such abuse and keep on going. My laptop is dirty, stickerd, has taken many many rides in a backpack on my moto-cyle upon my back, through rain, snow wind and freeway.
Should this be a DELL testament or is this the upheld of my beliefs of life gets U what U give it, how and why U believe things happen and become and soon your receiver looks like the pot is full. AHHH the Melody!!
Should this be a DELL testament or is this the upheld of my beliefs of life gets U what U give it, how and why U believe things happen and become and soon your receiver looks like the pot is full. AHHH the Melody!!
Jane Said
So I promised new rare and unusual, this may qualify as all 3. I dont know what else can be said about this show that hasnt been already. Ever go to a total live music church of the GODS, and some asshole is standing there with no fucking clue what he os really witnessing? There were a couple of those there, and why the hell some people walk into a general admission venue and head straight to the lawn is beyond me but front and center we stood and waited, waited through a Sonic Youth knockoff opening act and then waited AGAIN through a DJ with an apple till finally Perry and company took the stage. I would have waited twice as long for this, and I seriously nominate for one of the best live shows of my time, (and I been to more than a few)
Sound here is shitty, video is grainy but at least U get a moment to see what we saw, this was the closing statement
Sound here is shitty, video is grainy but at least U get a moment to see what we saw, this was the closing statement
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Uzi Girl
Thats what the download title said anyhow. I really dont think I would call this woman a girl lest she asked me to and then it would be with the utmost respect. So I been short postin as of late but heh...least we got some new posts huh??
I think the future holds a nice lil short story for us, maybe some original photos, anything new, rare and unusual. Taking applications for home made skin flix as well.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Framing Hanley
Here is the virgin crowd surf of my 16 year old niece. Her Uncle D (thats me, the responsible adult chaperone.) helped lift her up and onto the hands of the crowd.
Erica makes her debut at around the 2:30 mark
Erica makes her debut at around the 2:30 mark
Freddie Spencer on a VFR
I have always wanted a VFR, just never found one at the right time for the right price.
Back in the day when this promo was shot sport bikes were just coming of age and Freddie Spencer was showing the world what they were capable of.
If I werent so damn hooked on the bikes I have now likely I would hunt me Down a good ol' VFR 750
Back in the day when this promo was shot sport bikes were just coming of age and Freddie Spencer was showing the world what they were capable of.
If I werent so damn hooked on the bikes I have now likely I would hunt me Down a good ol' VFR 750
Friday, May 22, 2009
Joey Acoustic
So the etc. stands for music. I was reminded tonight about what a classic album Halfway to Sanity is and found this acoustic version of Joey Ramone.
1987 West Bank Cafe, NYC
1987 West Bank Cafe, NYC
More envelope edge bursting at the seams!!
You may not get it but this is what I just absolutely love about riding. No....not crashing, the fact that you are always so damn close to becoming something other than complete.
This video shows the good the bad and the fugly. Some idiots here but also some real talented riders (like the clip at a minute40)you don't get better by playing it safe and you don't stand on the podium without lettin' it all hang out now and again.
This video shows the good the bad and the fugly. Some idiots here but also some real talented riders (like the clip at a minute40)you don't get better by playing it safe and you don't stand on the podium without lettin' it all hang out now and again.
Charm City Devils
OK, OK, alright already.....I realize this show was near a week ago now but damn there was just too many good bands on second and Jagermeister stage and I had to share this. I was right up front for this one, and the crowd kept getting bigger and bigger as they went through their set.
These guys have that early LA sound, almost like a Faster Pussycat meets Motley Crue thing going on. They sing about women, sex, drugs, yep....pure fuckin rock-n-roll. Not too many frills and if you notice the bass player is sportin a Misfits T.
Yes, the camera work is shitty and was obviously taken by one of the many folks that began to gather on the concourse above but it nails down the charm of Charm City. Fast, hard and unrefined, stripped down to the frame bare metal body straight no fuckin chaser.
Notice the little shot bottle the lead guy drops down his throat, A lady beside me therw it onstage just before this song. Sums up Charm City Devils in a shot glass.
If you get the chance to see these guys live...GO!!
These guys have that early LA sound, almost like a Faster Pussycat meets Motley Crue thing going on. They sing about women, sex, drugs, yep....pure fuckin rock-n-roll. Not too many frills and if you notice the bass player is sportin a Misfits T.
Yes, the camera work is shitty and was obviously taken by one of the many folks that began to gather on the concourse above but it nails down the charm of Charm City. Fast, hard and unrefined, stripped down to the frame bare metal body straight no fuckin chaser.
Notice the little shot bottle the lead guy drops down his throat, A lady beside me therw it onstage just before this song. Sums up Charm City Devils in a shot glass.
If you get the chance to see these guys live...GO!!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Cafe racer,
So we haven't done much here in the way of vintage bikes. Its what separates the riders from the wrenches. You have to love these old bikes because for every mile ridden they seem to require a minute in the shop. My current Honda sits and stares at me, sometimes I stare back, it wants to get out and rip like when she and I first got together. Patience girl, for now you need to rest my dear. in the future she will likely be a cafe racer, for now she sits under a blanket, fluids drained, battery pulled, tires on carpet. Waiting for me to turn the handle bars upside down.
I think old Hondas make the best cafe bikes, I prolly think this because most people cut up old Yamahas
I think old Hondas make the best cafe bikes, I prolly think this because most people cut up old Yamahas
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
UNENESLAV ED
This is another one of those...."Just had to post it songs" Damn...we keep going on like this and I may as well just make a music blog as well. I been in an old school mood lately. The dogs showin' her age, the bike (both of 'em) are in need of some tinkering, I got old guns cause I am too cheap to buy a new one and hey...they work!!
Maybe the BeoWulf got me in the mood for some old Venice shit, this isnt the oldest but 95 aint all that new either, Excel had a bit different sound for the 90's but the drum track here is absolutely in-fuckin-sane!!! You dont hear rock like this on your local corporate station folks, you may not even get to hear it at your local club. Music, in my opinion, hasn't much heart left in it, and as witnessed at my recent trip to rock on the Range, You got 50,000 mo-nucka's sittin down to listen to Shinedown and a handfull of maybe a couple thousand headin over to hear Charm City Devils. HUH??? People want familiarity, people want the same old shit and if your one of those people you likely dont know it and you likely arent readin this blog anyhow.
Maybe the BeoWulf got me in the mood for some old Venice shit, this isnt the oldest but 95 aint all that new either, Excel had a bit different sound for the 90's but the drum track here is absolutely in-fuckin-sane!!! You dont hear rock like this on your local corporate station folks, you may not even get to hear it at your local club. Music, in my opinion, hasn't much heart left in it, and as witnessed at my recent trip to rock on the Range, You got 50,000 mo-nucka's sittin down to listen to Shinedown and a handfull of maybe a couple thousand headin over to hear Charm City Devils. HUH??? People want familiarity, people want the same old shit and if your one of those people you likely dont know it and you likely arent readin this blog anyhow.
Monday, May 18, 2009
In a Crooked Little Town
I never knew much about Billy Talent till I saw him this weekend, reminds me a bit of old Jello Biafra, they played this song which appears to be an anthem to his fans. Folks tell me he has a huge following in Canada and Europe and as said, the early Euro-trash punk influence is undeniable.
He had the crowd in a total frenzy with multiple pits, jumping, singing, dancing, surfing, and even blood was shed among the masses. Its all fun and games till someone gets hurt, then its fuckin hillarious!!!
He had the crowd in a total frenzy with multiple pits, jumping, singing, dancing, surfing, and even blood was shed among the masses. Its all fun and games till someone gets hurt, then its fuckin hillarious!!!
More ATR
OK, so I absolutely went nuts for these guys and somewhere in this crowd on the right of your screen is likely my horns and fist. Just a little taste, notice the crowd surfers being tossed around like beachballs.
God on ya ATR!!
I know the video is anything BUT high quality but its from some dudes phone and I felt like sharing it
God on ya ATR!!
I know the video is anything BUT high quality but its from some dudes phone and I felt like sharing it
Saturday, May 16, 2009
All That Remains
I witnessed a live performance by these folks today. I say folks because they have one bad lil' female bassist. 5 foot something and likely 120 wet. Cute as could be but rocks like no-ones business.
This band completely blew me away, Vocals, guitar, the crowd, the whole shebang. Intense mosh with crowd surfers coming from all sides and the sweetest lil blond rockin away right next to me. After the show I got privy to meet the band. Normally I am anything other than an autograph hound but the whole band was completely cool, laid back mellow and so appreciative of there fans. I couldn't not let them sign my CD!
Every now and again a band comes along with a complete new energy and you meet them and hear them and say right on rocker,....you deserve your success, not to mention a place and space on my lil blog.
All That Remains
This band completely blew me away, Vocals, guitar, the crowd, the whole shebang. Intense mosh with crowd surfers coming from all sides and the sweetest lil blond rockin away right next to me. After the show I got privy to meet the band. Normally I am anything other than an autograph hound but the whole band was completely cool, laid back mellow and so appreciative of there fans. I couldn't not let them sign my CD!
Every now and again a band comes along with a complete new energy and you meet them and hear them and say right on rocker,....you deserve your success, not to mention a place and space on my lil blog.
All That Remains
Friday, May 15, 2009
So the time has come to move on from the Buckeye State, I knew OH would not last and my desire....no.....make that lust, thirst, CRAAAAAAVE! For all things extreme just cannot be found here amidst the corn and soy. Not that I haven't the utmost respect and admiration for the Midwest family farmer, and I did/do thoroughly enjoy a good Buckeye football "hand 'em there ass in a Kroger sack" whoopin'.
Az I say though, time is time and the wetsuit likely needs a good freshwater soak and hang before it returns to the Carolina coast. I think my change jar is likely large enough for a good hundred dollar beater surf board. Carolina surf can be harsh tight fast and unpredictable, while waiting on the magical third swell it just might be the second or fifth you are better off to drop in on.
Good video here, I didn't go Rage heavy on purpose but why the hell not, salt foam and Morello, that's a good one for an outside break.
Enjoy.
Az I say though, time is time and the wetsuit likely needs a good freshwater soak and hang before it returns to the Carolina coast. I think my change jar is likely large enough for a good hundred dollar beater surf board. Carolina surf can be harsh tight fast and unpredictable, while waiting on the magical third swell it just might be the second or fifth you are better off to drop in on.
Good video here, I didn't go Rage heavy on purpose but why the hell not, salt foam and Morello, that's a good one for an outside break.
Enjoy.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Natas
Ok, so it has been sparse posting this past week, laptop had some technical difficulties and some sh!t in my life has been slopping through the proverbial fan. Ways I remove myself from funk are.....long rides into the setting sun on my Bandit, meetings, hardcore metal, and here is a new way I found. Old school skate vids of possibly my all time favorite skater....Natas Kaupas. I remember back in the day, room plastered with TWS pics of Natas, I had the shirt, the board and would watch this and other footage about a gagillion times on old VHS.
Controversy aside surrounding the mans name, Natas works as a professional artist these days and his work as they say is "off tha chain yo!!" I remember reading an interview once and he was quoted saying..."I am very proud of the fact I have never punched a time clock." Wish I could say the same, what I am proud of is I have never been "on the dole" I can be a real judgemental ass about folks living on welfare.
I love the rail slide on the old school naked 4Runner, Bad ass 'Yota if there ever was one.
Controversy aside surrounding the mans name, Natas works as a professional artist these days and his work as they say is "off tha chain yo!!" I remember reading an interview once and he was quoted saying..."I am very proud of the fact I have never punched a time clock." Wish I could say the same, what I am proud of is I have never been "on the dole" I can be a real judgemental ass about folks living on welfare.
I love the rail slide on the old school naked 4Runner, Bad ass 'Yota if there ever was one.
My Enemy
I write this and post this to explain my general state of discontent today. I have seen Rage and tool live, both on more than one occasion. I like angry white boy music!!
Rage has helped me through some very tough times. I Know My Enemy.
Rage has helped me through some very tough times. I Know My Enemy.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Dead Scotty
I type this after clocking a 12 hour workday, 14 if you count the two hours after work discussing work over tacos and tea. I state this because recently an old Carolina friend who saw this here blog stated I had too much time on my hands. Actually at present my hands are covered with paint and silicone residue. HA!!
Another old friend of mine by the name of Scott has another blog, you can see its http://prettynotgood.blogspot.com/ I remember he would get a kick out of this song when we were young'uns. He gave me a plug so I am returning the favor.
The you tube dude who posted this claims it to be rare, If something is posted on the internet I really question the rarity of such, good tune none the less.
Another old friend of mine by the name of Scott has another blog, you can see its http://prettynotgood.blogspot.com/ I remember he would get a kick out of this song when we were young'uns. He gave me a plug so I am returning the favor.
The you tube dude who posted this claims it to be rare, If something is posted on the internet I really question the rarity of such, good tune none the less.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Motorcycle Girl!!
OK, so last night may have been a lil heavy for y'all but all I am saying is if you want the government out of your life than find a true Constitutional Lincoln Republican and get out and vote for the dude, if for no reason other than to see your vote really doesnt mean a damn thing. Social fixits are just gonna fuck it up more. It is all too cumbersome. Damn I could keep going on here for pages and pages but I will stop now.
Remember the woman on the Ducati?? Now here is one fine lil lady on a Moto Guzzi! Honestly I never been a huge fan of the Guzzi beyond appearance, matter of fact I never even ridden one around the block, though I did sit on a couple at the Cycle Expo last year. The Guzzi is like a BMW, there is a certain segment of the moto-population that loves these things, while a guy like me as you know enjoys the simple things, the throwbacks and the true vintage, Guzzi never did much to really light me on fire. They look cool but to my knowledge they are a bitch on maintenance and parts tend to be a bit Euro-import pricey, these the reasons again why I sold the Duc.
Regardless, the woman in this video is riding one and that is props enough, not to mention the shot of the gun strapped in her belt. My source tells me this video was shot on 16mil hand crank and it shows. I always thought becoming a photographer and videographer would be fun and interesting but alas there is only so much one can pursue in this life.
Enough rambles, I give you moto-girl.
Remember the woman on the Ducati?? Now here is one fine lil lady on a Moto Guzzi! Honestly I never been a huge fan of the Guzzi beyond appearance, matter of fact I never even ridden one around the block, though I did sit on a couple at the Cycle Expo last year. The Guzzi is like a BMW, there is a certain segment of the moto-population that loves these things, while a guy like me as you know enjoys the simple things, the throwbacks and the true vintage, Guzzi never did much to really light me on fire. They look cool but to my knowledge they are a bitch on maintenance and parts tend to be a bit Euro-import pricey, these the reasons again why I sold the Duc.
Regardless, the woman in this video is riding one and that is props enough, not to mention the shot of the gun strapped in her belt. My source tells me this video was shot on 16mil hand crank and it shows. I always thought becoming a photographer and videographer would be fun and interesting but alas there is only so much one can pursue in this life.
Enough rambles, I give you moto-girl.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Fringe??
It still leaves me flabbergasted that any thinking human being could have voted for Obama. We could go into a whole bunch of Hocus Pocus conspiracy theory with little to back it up or we could address the facts. Facts is facts ma'am and I could shoot a gaping hole through anyone of B.O's "bullet" points right here. Typical politician, lets dance in a circle around the easiest of questions. Everybody knows a circle has no corners.
And next we see (as the woman will state) "Mr. Constitution" Nice wording ma'am. Can anyone here with half a peanut listen to Dr. Paul and seriously tell me this guy is "fringe"
Yes.....I know the election is long since over and that is beside the point. We have even surpassed the first 100 days where it would appear one thing, Obama has proven himself to be all he promised not to be. Even a guy like me who gets his news from the internet and does not even own a TV much less pay a cable bill. Notice Dr. Paul answers his question straightforward no holds barred matter of fact. One would have thought that the refreshment this man brought to American politics would have been a most welcome "CHANGE" we could all believe in, not just he good folks of Texas. The system is rigged folks and make no mistake I feel no anger. Sympathy? YES. Humor? YES. And a blessed and confident reassurance that "real change" will be here in this decade. Obama has already proven more of the same with the exception of possibly skin tone. Yes....I really did just type that you lil' wuss ass liberal wanna be. True conservation comes from true Republican values, the Bush family was/is neither.
And next we see (as the woman will state) "Mr. Constitution" Nice wording ma'am. Can anyone here with half a peanut listen to Dr. Paul and seriously tell me this guy is "fringe"
Yes.....I know the election is long since over and that is beside the point. We have even surpassed the first 100 days where it would appear one thing, Obama has proven himself to be all he promised not to be. Even a guy like me who gets his news from the internet and does not even own a TV much less pay a cable bill. Notice Dr. Paul answers his question straightforward no holds barred matter of fact. One would have thought that the refreshment this man brought to American politics would have been a most welcome "CHANGE" we could all believe in, not just he good folks of Texas. The system is rigged folks and make no mistake I feel no anger. Sympathy? YES. Humor? YES. And a blessed and confident reassurance that "real change" will be here in this decade. Obama has already proven more of the same with the exception of possibly skin tone. Yes....I really did just type that you lil' wuss ass liberal wanna be. True conservation comes from true Republican values, the Bush family was/is neither.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Go ahead.....stir some mess
Here's a fine lil' lady doin some nice safe controlled shootin. OK OK so she has no eye or ear protection but you think in a real live shooting situation you are gonna have time to strap on some ear muffs and goggles??
I like small handguns for the same reason I like a sport touring bike, practicality. Sure a 996 Ducati superbike is fast as hell and looks hotter than a whore in church on Sunday but come on folks, raise your hand if your gonna ride that bike from Boston to Austin. Exactly, just like a lady needin some feel safe in her purse aint gonna find it with a SKS rifle tucked into her gym bag.
All I can say now.....call me sweetie.
I like small handguns for the same reason I like a sport touring bike, practicality. Sure a 996 Ducati superbike is fast as hell and looks hotter than a whore in church on Sunday but come on folks, raise your hand if your gonna ride that bike from Boston to Austin. Exactly, just like a lady needin some feel safe in her purse aint gonna find it with a SKS rifle tucked into her gym bag.
All I can say now.....call me sweetie.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Ammends
Here is the virgin salt flat run of the Confederate Wraith. I remember this day and recall being on the phone with these guys waiting for there turn to run. It was unclear earlier in the day if this would get to take place, crew and equipment had driven from New Orleans to Bonneville to learn these salt flats hold quite a bit o' moisture and it was pushing through the surface pretty hard that morning.
I had quite the falling out with one of the fellas of Confederate shortly after this was filmed. At one time he and I were close friends and I always figured we would be lifelong pals. We would ride old Jap bikes together, chase women, shoot guns, share dog responsibilities and drink large quantities of alcoholic beverage on a near if not daily basis. Sadly, my antics caused my old friend to cut ties with me and for this I cannot say I blame him.
Confederate has many Ohio roots, in particular Cincinnati, in fact I believe the Wraith found its humble beginnings on paper in the Queen City, then made its way to rock star status in the Big Easy. I still own a t-shirt with a picture of this bike and likely it is one of the few things I plan to hold onto for sometime to come.
Please forgive me old friend, I think of our exploits from time to time and maybe one day we will patch the race tire between us. In the meantime a showing of the art you helped create.
I had quite the falling out with one of the fellas of Confederate shortly after this was filmed. At one time he and I were close friends and I always figured we would be lifelong pals. We would ride old Jap bikes together, chase women, shoot guns, share dog responsibilities and drink large quantities of alcoholic beverage on a near if not daily basis. Sadly, my antics caused my old friend to cut ties with me and for this I cannot say I blame him.
Confederate has many Ohio roots, in particular Cincinnati, in fact I believe the Wraith found its humble beginnings on paper in the Queen City, then made its way to rock star status in the Big Easy. I still own a t-shirt with a picture of this bike and likely it is one of the few things I plan to hold onto for sometime to come.
Please forgive me old friend, I think of our exploits from time to time and maybe one day we will patch the race tire between us. In the meantime a showing of the art you helped create.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Unknown Heavyweight Contender.
Remember Bio-Hazard, not the media bullshit hype, the band? Some of you vaguely maybe. I already told you, I like things other folks know little about. I like originality over familiarity. Give me a new something rather than the same old tired piece of radio. If you were on the outside of the extreme sports world, before it was called extreme sports you likely never heard of BeoWulf. The whole Venice connection somehow was overshadowed by the Godfather, Suicidal Tendencies. This was before rap and hip-hop took over skateboarding, 'crossover' was likely yet to be coined and no one gave a good god-damned monkeys arm pit about your fucking cd player. MP3 wasnt even known and your cassette deck was better than FM.
BeoWulf was pure aggression, pure channeled anger, pure fucking metal. It was written because it was, not because it was marketed and then produced. It was badass, it was hard, it was real. It was better than anything you never fucking heard. New school kids wish they had heard this before they bought the black album.
I wish I could find my creepers and white tube socks about now.
BeoWulf was pure aggression, pure channeled anger, pure fucking metal. It was written because it was, not because it was marketed and then produced. It was badass, it was hard, it was real. It was better than anything you never fucking heard. New school kids wish they had heard this before they bought the black album.
I wish I could find my creepers and white tube socks about now.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Knife the Milk,
OK, so I admit it, I go on tangents, rants, raves, and kicks. Yesterday I am beltin' the Merle Haggard or some other hillbilly, and today I am bringin' the cream cheese. Lowfat dairy, lactose tolerant goodness. I like bands and music most folk never heard of. I like original tunes. I like songs that make me feel my newness all over again, even though they maybe lost from 1990 somewhere.
Jason Lee likes Milk, his video helped me remind me of Milk. Milk is for listening, not for drinking. Science says humans should forgo cows milk and drink only human breast milk. Ladies....want some breast suckling bovine on your chest??
Milk.
Jason Lee likes Milk, his video helped me remind me of Milk. Milk is for listening, not for drinking. Science says humans should forgo cows milk and drink only human breast milk. Ladies....want some breast suckling bovine on your chest??
Milk.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Trans Am
I couldn't resist this post. I know its supposed to be a country music week but damn this here was hidden deep in the bowels of the internet.
If you ever have the chance to see these guys live I highly recommend it. No beer required.
Mississippi Squirrel Revival
This one goes out to Big Al McFarland at the request of his lovely daughter Kari. Get well soon, there's still plenty of roundball left to be coached!!
Hope this brings a smile to your face....if only for a few minutes. If this is what I can do to cheer up an otherwise glum situtation then I will play this song till the squirrels come home.
God Bless Ya!!
Hope this brings a smile to your face....if only for a few minutes. If this is what I can do to cheer up an otherwise glum situtation then I will play this song till the squirrels come home.
God Bless Ya!!
Monday, April 27, 2009
HOSS!!
Here's an old classic, yes....I like me some old classic country and no one could belt the tunes like ol' Waylon, God rest his soul.
A song about a dog about a woman. I bet the guy he is singin' of doesn't ride a motorcycle, probably drives a rusty ol' Chevy short bed with a backyard rebuild, I bet he carries a handgun in the glove box though.
A song about a dog about a woman. I bet the guy he is singin' of doesn't ride a motorcycle, probably drives a rusty ol' Chevy short bed with a backyard rebuild, I bet he carries a handgun in the glove box though.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
9 letter word
Well...it occured to me just now that we been a lil dog and gun scarce lately. So whats a blogger to do but Google some "dogs with guns pics"
The dog on the floor....first cousin to the wife of a very good long time friend of mine. That's like only thrice removed from a Hollywood celebrity.
Hey....never once did I mention what type of dogs, nor any of it. Maybe next time will be a transvestite riding a tandem Schwinn with a water pistol and a pimp.
The dog on the floor....first cousin to the wife of a very good long time friend of mine. That's like only thrice removed from a Hollywood celebrity.
Hey....never once did I mention what type of dogs, nor any of it. Maybe next time will be a transvestite riding a tandem Schwinn with a water pistol and a pimp.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Gamblin' House
Some of you who are close to me may know that today is my 4th anniversary of a life now lived clean and sober. I knew to get my arse to a good meeting tonight and pick up a chip, and to my surprise a chip was a coin that a good ol' boy named Jack passed along to me. Not only that the chairperson had no lead (speaker) lined up for this meeting and just a few moments before the meeting was to begin I was asked to speak.
Not being one wanting to turn down service work and being my anniversary I kindly responded with a yes. And it all goes to show that the perception of two men is never the same. As always when speaking I had trouble with eye contact and that was fine. Though all the while, and now looking back, through my quick and silent prayers H.P carried me through. I do believe I was truly outside of my body during my talk, like I was standing behind myself watching my other (higher) self speak to a room of near 30 people.
I had an excellent response, was asked to lead again in July and in turn was able to take out a nice little insurance policy for myself, a policy that helps me insure immunity from intoxication, inebriation and incarceration.
I leave you with quite possibly one of my favorite singer songwriters of all time, Malcomb Holcombe. I have had the privilege of meeting Malcolm on several occasions and he told me something once I will never forget. "A minute a second a breath at a time if that's what it takes." Here is Malcolmb at the Grey Eagle in Asheville NC. A legendary musician in a classic venue in a strange little city.
God Bless.
Not being one wanting to turn down service work and being my anniversary I kindly responded with a yes. And it all goes to show that the perception of two men is never the same. As always when speaking I had trouble with eye contact and that was fine. Though all the while, and now looking back, through my quick and silent prayers H.P carried me through. I do believe I was truly outside of my body during my talk, like I was standing behind myself watching my other (higher) self speak to a room of near 30 people.
I had an excellent response, was asked to lead again in July and in turn was able to take out a nice little insurance policy for myself, a policy that helps me insure immunity from intoxication, inebriation and incarceration.
I leave you with quite possibly one of my favorite singer songwriters of all time, Malcomb Holcombe. I have had the privilege of meeting Malcolm on several occasions and he told me something once I will never forget. "A minute a second a breath at a time if that's what it takes." Here is Malcolmb at the Grey Eagle in Asheville NC. A legendary musician in a classic venue in a strange little city.
God Bless.
Friday, April 24, 2009
One for the books
So its late, I am tired, the scarlet and grey game is tomorrow yet I still have to go in and get my crew rollin' first thing in the AM. Regardless I have committed to do at least 2 posts a week.
So here is a nice little video of a sweet fuckin bike. Turbo motorcycles and AC/DC, life is good. One for the books.
So here is a nice little video of a sweet fuckin bike. Turbo motorcycles and AC/DC, life is good. One for the books.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Envelope edge bursts wide open.
As one who is absolutely enthralled with the sport or "lifestyle" if you will of motorcycles. One of the most common questions I hear from cagers or non-motorcyclists is...."Those things seem so dangerous" or another good one is from the balding overweight middle age dude who wants to tell me about the year or two he owned a Kawasaki 500 or maybe some fuckin dirtbike his cousins nephews sisters kid had at the family reunion and he accidentally wheelied. Usually a guy such as this will tell me such a thing to try and "qualify" in my eyes or my nearby biker buddies. As if the fact that now he has a mortgage, kids and a mini-van made it a good idea to sell the bike. Fuck no dude....it was a bad idea!!! If I were to get married it sure wouldn't be to some woman who says "Sell the bikes or the weddings off!" And if she did I would know then and there that a woman who wants me to sacrifice my own personal joys for the privilege of marrying her is no woman I need to marry at all.
So this was supposed to be a rant about above dude and how I don't know how the hell he got like that but he did and I bet he just loved seeing that shot but somehow it turned into my rant about "responsible" people. Where does it say that as we age we should stop having fun?? Truth be known the more I age the more god-damned fun I have.
God loves motorcycles.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
more of the more
So there has been talk of a few bikes lately, not to mention some sad and absurd and even a little music heavy with Perry and Ian hanging out with us but damn people....I told you I was ADD!! (I freakin love that excuse!!) So now what shall we speak of? I was the kid who got an essay assignment on anything and eyes popped wide. "Anything??" Good God! How can a kid pick from anything?? In the whole world?? The universe??"
Enough of that. Let's just leave it to the dogs and guns today, No, we spoke of dogs getting shot. O.K Ladies.....your turn.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Sweet!!
Hell yes I still think skateboarding is the coolest damn thing since cookie dough in a tube. And some Nirvana aint bad either.
If you have to ask I couldnt explain it anyhow.
If you have to ask I couldnt explain it anyhow.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
God Bless the Ghetto Soldiers.
As some of you may heard me ramble.....I am currently renovating a duplex in the not so nicest part of cow-town. The majority of folks in the area appear to have little if any contribution to society, and on two separate days a prostitute was shot in the leg and then a pit bull was shot dead. Yes someone shot and killed a defenseless dog that was fenced inside a small city backyard. I agree these are all lower forms of expression and I do my best to stay shielded from the bad-mojo and it mostly seems to work. Even when I stroll the half block to Parsons Market for the occasional overpriced pack of smokes or the stale, burnt, mid-morning cup-o-joe I am bothered none and treated with indifference by most.
Though now I will speak of my favorite member of the Parsons Ave community. I know him only as hunched over old man. Hunched over old man appears to live somewheres along E.Morril and every day, sometimes twice a day, I see hunched over old man walking down the street with tan overcoat, smile on his face, and if you are close enough to the old guy you just may hear him singing or whistling. What a great old guy.
One day last week hunched over old man was walking and singing as I was rooting through my truck box for one ghetto reno tool or another and he stopped next to me and without raising his head though showing a smile through his same everyday red baseball cap he politely asked me to spare a quarter. I kindly obliged as I felt the life that had led him to this likely was deserving of thousands if not millions of quarters. So from my console I reached in and pulled out one single solitary quarter. He thanked me with a smile and stated that he was a little short for todays sandwich and off he went. He walks very slowly mind you, he is severely hunched over and likely has no schedule to keep anyhow so off he went hunched over, singing and whistling.
My surmise tells me that hunched over old man has likely lived along South Parsons for many a decade and well before the blight set in and that despite such he will continue to stay. I am sure he has wonderful stories to tell of the neighborhood and of his long life but I dont ask. I just look at the old guy and smile. Even the hood rats make room for hunched over old man to walk by, something they have never done for me, although they will offer the customary head nod it is a right of passage I spose. Maybe when the corner loitering hood rats step out of my path instead of I having to step off the sidewalk and onto the street I have earned a full ghetto pass. For now they only seem to tolerate me, knowing I am doing a good deed but when the work is done I am off to my own quiet little corner of Columbus. A corner of Columbus where the old men of the world have there lunch bought to them, a Corner of Columbus where dogs are not shot and hookers are likely only found on-line.
God Bless the hunched over old man in the ghetto
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Somalian Pirates?!?
So what may I ask is the AP trying to smoke screen now. A whole 3 Somailian pirates board a big ol Maersk tanker and take the 2nd in command hostage.
Story goes the Maersk crew had sunk the pirate ship and the good captain claims the pirates were "greedy" and he gave them chances in the triple digits to take what they wanted and leave. But these pirates felt the Capt. need come along to show them how to operate the lifeboat he gave them.
HUH?? Pirates?? Greedy?? As opposed to a pirate should be more like a Hells Angels club and do toy runs for poor lil Somalian trailer park kids?? Maybe they could fill teddy bears with Afgahni heroin too. Cops would never look in a teddy bear butt.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
1982 Yamaha XZ550Vision
Yes often times motorcycles have a lengthy name and title coupled with a cc labeling and a couple three letters that tell you little lest you be in the know. But here folks as the title reads is one of the ugliest damn bikes Yamaha ever made. If memory serves me right it was only made in 82 and 83 then along came the Seca then onto the SecaII (Yes, that's 2)
I owned a nastier, uglier likely louder version of this motorcycle and likely I paid to much for the thing but I didnt give a damn. I was an impulsive young man and somehow I fell in love with the old snot drippin oil flingin beast and I terrorized the streets of Cincinnati Ohio for two years with the old S.O.B
The thing had a tendency to get the wobbles at around 80-85mph and likely at the time that was a good thing for me lest I would have ended up in a ditch somewheres in Northern KY not to mention the electric and duct tape seat along with dented and slighty rusted gas tank. I dont think I ever once changed the oil, Just added more every couple tanks of gas from the back pack carried quart of brandless over priced gas station oil. Not to mention the illegal tags and never once did I renew my moto-psycho temps. It was a rat bike and often I see these bikes just as ratty or more than the one I had. The Vision was and is ugly, slow and totally an 80's P.O.S. Ranks right up there with neon zebra tights, braided shoelaces, and mullets and I am damn proud to say I owned one,
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Long May You Run Forrest
Disturbing news to report my friends. Long Story short, Facebook allowed me to stumble upon an old lady friend a few days ago and in an extended on-line chat last night I learned of the passing of an old mutual friend.
My first sponsor in my recovery journey, simply known as Forrest. Truly a give you the shirt off his back kind of guy and a man who was there for me in one of the darkest and most horrid times of my life. I can never repay Forrest for all he ever did for me and he likely would want nothing in return for it anyhow. Forrest was there to pick me up for meetings and work the steps in addition to seeing I was well fed, coffee full and just plain OK. He would listen to my rants, take me to the S.D beaches where we would swim and play with his dog, and shoot pool. (He could run a table like that). Forrest showed me the love of animals, people, life and the world....in short; just be a damn fine friend to a heartbroken and confused young man who had little of anything at the time. He never asked me for a damn thing and always had a witty remark in his oh so dry humor to make one laugh.
Long May You Run Forrest.....Long May You Run. This all took place 13-14 years ago now and today I am nearly 4 years clean and sober brother. My next anniversary is dedicated to you. I am at a loss for words. You are loved brother, truly you are loved
http://www.myspace.com/4063785
My first sponsor in my recovery journey, simply known as Forrest. Truly a give you the shirt off his back kind of guy and a man who was there for me in one of the darkest and most horrid times of my life. I can never repay Forrest for all he ever did for me and he likely would want nothing in return for it anyhow. Forrest was there to pick me up for meetings and work the steps in addition to seeing I was well fed, coffee full and just plain OK. He would listen to my rants, take me to the S.D beaches where we would swim and play with his dog, and shoot pool. (He could run a table like that). Forrest showed me the love of animals, people, life and the world....in short; just be a damn fine friend to a heartbroken and confused young man who had little of anything at the time. He never asked me for a damn thing and always had a witty remark in his oh so dry humor to make one laugh.
Long May You Run Forrest.....Long May You Run. This all took place 13-14 years ago now and today I am nearly 4 years clean and sober brother. My next anniversary is dedicated to you. I am at a loss for words. You are loved brother, truly you are loved
http://www.myspace.com/4063785
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Pig aint Free, or is it??
PHEW!!! That was quite the lil ride we just took, but hey, its important goddammit! HA! Slow it down slow it down. True, we been working in the ghetto and while I am looking forward to getting out and moving on the place is a whirlwind of cheap laughs and entertainment, or tears and sorrow, dare I laugh at misery? Yes, it is mostly created from self in my experience and believe me I knew plenty, tears and waste and pain and OH!
Here is some old Sebadoh.
Here is some old Sebadoh.
Police Fuck
I watched this fan-video many a time before deciding to post this. Purely educational. Yes I know....I really do, what you resist persists, Such as I have resisted making this a political blog. I was fucked right from the title. These are American images my friends, each and everyone of them. I t is not my intent to focus on this awful awful violence but I do feel strongly that we as a people need to organize and speak up. Our vote means shit and you know it I know it and the whole fucking world knows it. Want to vote, decide how to intelligently spend your dollars. It is near the only way left. Another, go to your local gun shop or shooting range and sign up for a class to be registerd with a concealed carry permit. The government is piss drunk on power, and the Obama faithful have nothing but wool over there eyes. We the People.
This is my rant, no....it doesnt happen often here and mostly the posts and entries have been merely entertainment, and likely the majority of such will continue being so, but we, I, you, me must must must stand up for the rights the non-elected officials are slowly pulling away from us. They are some clever bastards I do admit.
This is my rant, no....it doesnt happen often here and mostly the posts and entries have been merely entertainment, and likely the majority of such will continue being so, but we, I, you, me must must must stand up for the rights the non-elected officials are slowly pulling away from us. They are some clever bastards I do admit.
Friday, April 10, 2009
And a touch of modern 
PIN-UP GIRLS
A virtual friend of mine recently sent me some old pics of some "pin up girls" amazing oil color artwork and just one damn fine trip of history.Now maybe some women readers disagree here, maybe some of the female persuasion feel that these photos are degrading and demeaning of a lesser time of history and a less evolved male. should I need to defend such artwork I will say it is my opinion that women take such things as pinups and Playboy completely wrong. It has always and will always revolve around the feminine. It is the masculine nature to want to confine control and manipulate these feminine things yes I agree but ladies......behold the power within. See that the feminine is so much more powerful and divine and the masculine merely whimpers and whines in front of such grace. Such whimpering and whining well often turns into posturing and ego.
Behold the mighty pin-up women.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
So....it has been a few days now since our last visit, though I do believe not long enough to have broken my decree, then still we roll. There are a myriad of things we could discuss here, not the least of which being bikes dogs guns and women. Carolina beating underdog Villanova? Old news now at nearly 24 hours ago. Could we speak of politics?.....I dont know, I have promised to stay mostly away from polibitches but with my stance on guns many folks seem to think that is political in itself and maybe they are right, but like I have said before...."Who is gonna argue with a .357?
Bikes?? It has occured to me that I should post some photos of my much beloved Bandit, however it has also occured that due to my nature of always moving moving moving the little cord connecting camera to laptop is officially M.I.A so for now we are stuck with already laptop installed photos. We could speak of wet spots as I hope one Mr. Davis becomes a regular follower and a regular commenter to allow further growth to this here little corner but no wet spots likely should not be spoke of here tonight either, although at present there is a nice steady little rain fall and I do believe we Ohioans need just that to bring us up to normal rainfall totals.
I have decided that now we speak of nothing because as they say a picture is worth a thousand words.....
Bikes?? It has occured to me that I should post some photos of my much beloved Bandit, however it has also occured that due to my nature of always moving moving moving the little cord connecting camera to laptop is officially M.I.A so for now we are stuck with already laptop installed photos. We could speak of wet spots as I hope one Mr. Davis becomes a regular follower and a regular commenter to allow further growth to this here little corner but no wet spots likely should not be spoke of here tonight either, although at present there is a nice steady little rain fall and I do believe we Ohioans need just that to bring us up to normal rainfall totals.
I have decided that now we speak of nothing because as they say a picture is worth a thousand words.....
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I stands and I thinks I must stand for something I think. I think I will stand for finding new, creative and unusual ways to improve this blog each and every month with each and every post.Find ways to improve myself and those around me. Improve my life, my work, my health and my play. One thing I know is to give up the coffin nails (cigarettes) again.
I think future blog posts will carry the willingness and perseverance one must have to give up nicotine addiction. I think these are good ideas.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
OH YEAH!!! Trucks!
OK, so we have seen all the title implies so far, and dont worry my female friends. Bikes.Dogs, Guns and Women seeks only to represent women as the truly empowered and amzing creatures that they are, and should ever a woman appear on this site with breasts hanging between a set of chrome ape-hangers strddled atop some chinese frame chopper it would only be too dislplay the absurdidty of such. BUT TRUCKS? Where would a man be let alone bikes dogs guns and women without trucks?? Tonight is truck night. We will begin with my truck carrying my former bike along with a dog who choses to hang out with me and if we have time likely showcase more 4WD eye candy, likely of the Japanese persuasion. I like Japanese things.
Now Thats HOT!!
I would tell you to go visit another site, http://www.womenmotorcyclist.com/but I wont, I cant, there is way too much stretched, chopped and chromed over there. Too much modern OCC type stuff which in my book doesnt count as a real chopper or a real bike. Any dolt can bolt a bunch of parts together and send the tank to some kid for a flame job,but thats another rant. One thing I do know though, that woman riding right there.....THATS HOT!!
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