Big thanks to Mike Davis over at Born Loser. Mike has been helping me out now for the past couple weeks by posting some of my parts on the Born Loser site. Ive received a lot of visits to the product page and have even sold a few things here and there. Mike is one of the founding fathers of the infamous Born Free show. Planning a show of that size takes a lot of effort so the fact that he’s still willing to do me a solid really means a lot. Thanks again Mike. I recommend everyone hit up his site and support this guy. He’s good shit.
We were living under a tent in 100 degree weather like some kind of crazy gasoline fueled sweat lodge. I drank maybe 5-6 bottles of water and my piss ran like snot. Everyone scattered and braved the sun in search of that good shit while a few of us remained completely motionless in the shade. Lizards waiting for a breeze, man. Eventually the sun began to set but this didnt stop the heat. Knuckles almost died right where she stood. The only thing that could cool you down was hammering the bike through town and out to the highway as the night air wicked the layer of grime and sweat off the back of my neck. Here is the one and only photo I took. At some point in the night, I think Zac’s shadow went walkin’ cause the one on the wall behind him is definitely not his.? What can I say. It’s always well worth the trip.
I got turned on to this band a couple years back all thanks to Chuck Sevast (a.k.a Big Titties Chuck). This is the good shit. These dirt bags make me remember the good old days. Being underage, sneaking into bars with my older friends, sitting with my back to the bar tender so nobody’s the wiser. Getting totally fucked, hitting on someone’s girlfriend, spitting in her boyfriends face, drag-out, knock-down, black out, and waking up in your own piss, kinda fun. I like the Coachwhips and I think you’re gonna like ’em too. Peed Club approved!