Posts tagged: jam

Iowa is for Lovers

Me jamming alongside Erik somewhere near Cassville into Iowa and Illinois. My 62 ran like a champ all weekend. 800 miles later and she never missed a beat. Erik always getsĀ a good riding shot. Plus I’m fucking gorgeous so that always helps. Fat Guy Bikes RULE


Sunday Church ~ Roscoe Holcomb

A little church for all you evil bastards! My Pappy turned me on to this dude a long long time ago. We’d hang out in the back of his trailer and jam out on the banjo or mandolin for hours. We’d listen to cassettes or the cb radio and drink iced tea. Life sure is awesome when you’re old.