Motorhead!! Good Goddamn! T1! Sweet!

So a few things have been goin on lately. First and foremost, I got to check out Motorhead the other night when they played at the Webster. GREAT fucking show. For the 30 years they've been around I have to say that they are probably to rock'nest band that I've seen live. Amazing show. That's the abridged version of the story. It gets a bit more interesting when told in detail....I get a phone call from my lady asking me if I wanted to go to the show. I thought about it for half a second and said sure. My only concern was ticket pricing and availability. That's when she said that she could get us in for free. Turns out that Lemmy was in the club where she waitresses and told mgt that he'd set up a guest list for anyone that wanted to go to the show. I jumped at the chance and got the details. She calls me back a couple of hours later and says that she can't make it because of homework and such but that I should still go.

So I head out to the Webster with instructions on how to get passes. Joe and crew were meeting me there. I go up to the ticket window, ask if this is where they do the guest list. Yup. I hand over my ID and wait while the girl goes and checks the list. I get a bit apprehensive when she returns with just my ID and no passes. She asks if I'm expecting anyone else. Blah Blah Blah. She disappears and returns, stamps my hand and hands me something. Then she tells me that someone will be out in a second to escort me downstairs. I nod in understanding (but am thoroughly confused. Downstairs?). Then I look down at my hand to check out what she gave me:



Yes. If you just said 'Holy Shit!!!' you're stating the exact phrase that escaped from my mouth upon the realization of what I've just been handed. So I get escorted downstairs and get to stand around with all of the other bands. I felt like a fish out of water. It was all hessians, leather jackets, torn jeans, motorcycle boots, long hair and haggard war stories. Then there's me. The tall-ass skinny kid wearing dickies, skate shoes and a warm-up jacket fleece thing. Everyone was super nice though. Real mellow atmosphere. I met the guys from Corrosion of Conformity for about 30 seconds while waiting for the bathroom. I hung around for about another 15 mins (that seemed like an eternity) for Joe....no Joe. So I head up to the stage to check out COC's show and wind up watching from behind the onstage mixer. I decide that I should head out to find my buddies. As I'm walking out into the crowd, this guy stops me and asks if I have any extra guitar picks. I tell him no and laugh to myself as I realize that he thinks I'm a roadie. I find Joe, have a drink, run into Jarrett, people watch, mullet count and just generally enjoy myself. Great show. I hung out with my lady today and she loaned this to me so I could post it here. This is one of the many reasons why she's the coolest girl in the world!



You know, for an older rock star, he looks damn good! And this was taken with a shitty polaroid. Today I hung around Middlenoun and just relaxed. Delivered a boxed bike to one of my customers who's moving back to Puerto Rico and wants to take his ride back with him. Now I've got a contact in PR if anyone's heading down there. Kami and I rode around town for a bit. She took the Silver Bullet (the commuter that I put together for her for Xmas) and I rocked the fixed. We ran some errands, stopped for coffee (bikes and coffee go hand in hand. Two beatifully simple {yet very complex} creations), and swung into Pedal Power so I could drop my carbon road fork off for inspection. I (unknowingly) got a bit overzealous with the torque on my stem and slightly ovalized the steerer tube in one spot. It's so slight that I could probably still ride it (who knows how long it's been like that. I've had it on the bike for 2 years) but the way carbon fails I figured that getting a couple of opinions would be a good idea. Getting a torque wrench this summer is priority. My buddy Mike who works there really dug my fixed. Checked out the ghetto duct-tape pockets on the cages and thought it was pretty rad. Then he turned around, scoped Kami's ride and said "WOW! This bike is even cooler!" Kinda swelled my ego a bit to get such a reaction on something that I put together.
Anyway, twas a great day off and a great week. Gonna try and ride some more tomorrow. Hope that everyone is trying to get out with the weather being pretty nice and cool.

Oh yeah! Almost forgot. I got two of my photos published in the new Terrible One zine. It should be coming out in the next couple of weeks. I submitted four but I'm not sure which two they selected. S'cool. I like being surprised. I should have my copy in the next week or so and I'll let you know how they look. When they become available for purchase I'll drop the address here so ya'll can head over and cop yo'selves yo very own. It's being printed too (not xeroxed like traditional zines) so it should be pretty high class!
Ride Fast! Ride Hard!