God, I hate being one of those annoying YouTube douchbags who post videos of themselves ruining classics. But in this modern age it is the easiest way to get my stuff out there. So, here I am, raw and naked, jumping without a parachute...
My life, passions and pursuits in Indianapolis, USA.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Dreams Dont Make Noise When They Die
Saw the Quebe Sisters Band today. My God, they are amazing. This song struck a chord with me, just great stuff.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The Brooklyn Invitational and the last great weekend of the summer
I took over 100 pictures in about 60 hours. Most of those were bikes, damn fine bikes made with rare traditonal parts, creativity and pure brawn. I looked at a few other blogs tonight and saw better pictures of the exact same bikes, different angles and perspectives, but the same bikes. Then it dawned on me that I went to the Brooklyn Invitational, not so much for the bikes (of course that was a huge consideration) but more for the people.
I finally got to meet Guy Bolton from Greasy Kulture after corresponding for close to 10 years. I stayed with Jeff Mowrer from The Dixons (and boy did we do a great job of getting butt ass wasted two nights in a row at every awesome bar in Brooklyn). I also met Richie Goodtimes, a very good friend of a very good friend whom we both love deeply. My traveling companions were Craig from Front Street Cycle and Davin from the Blood Falcons. I met both for the first time when I picked them up in Dayton and we got along like old chums. Good people, good times and effortless brotherhood, that is my take away from the show, and this entire summer too.
I started the summer at a crossroads. I am ending it by moving confidently in the direction that I have avoided for too long.
Goodbye Summer 2011, it was GREAT hanging out with you.
I finally got to meet Guy Bolton from Greasy Kulture after corresponding for close to 10 years. I stayed with Jeff Mowrer from The Dixons (and boy did we do a great job of getting butt ass wasted two nights in a row at every awesome bar in Brooklyn). I also met Richie Goodtimes, a very good friend of a very good friend whom we both love deeply. My traveling companions were Craig from Front Street Cycle and Davin from the Blood Falcons. I met both for the first time when I picked them up in Dayton and we got along like old chums. Good people, good times and effortless brotherhood, that is my take away from the show, and this entire summer too.
I started the summer at a crossroads. I am ending it by moving confidently in the direction that I have avoided for too long.
Goodbye Summer 2011, it was GREAT hanging out with you.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
The Best Summer Ever is winding down
Labor Day was amazing:
Patty and Heath
Deke's tour diary, my house starts at 6:30
Dancing with my little doll baby
Cialis, the Rockabilly Gorilla!
The greatest of great times.
Patty and Heath
Deke's tour diary, my house starts at 6:30
Dancing with my little doll baby
Cialis, the Rockabilly Gorilla!
The greatest of great times.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
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- tiptopdadddy
- An unfocused dilettante. I'm not half bad. Overall a very good yegg and a wrong guy in an increasingly right world.