spooky bikes

Don’t you wonder sometimes?

Posted in Uncategorized by Mickey/SpookyBikes on December 13, 2008

I was in the shop a few minutes ago, dialing away at some bikes to ride tomrrow (some silly 45c tired cross bike, and a superlight 650b ss) and the machines were all twittering and clicking and doing what they do…  And Yo La Tengo was droning away, yet, i kept hearing train whistles.  Steam train whistles.

We don’t have steam trains round these parts anymore, or well any trains just lots of tracks, so i was assuming that maybe some Model Railroad jackass had moved into the studio below ours.   After an hour or so of that, I wandered out to see if I could figure out what was going on… Down the fire-escape (by which my prison van is parked), through the alley between the boiler building and the railroad tracks, and a full circumnavigation of the building complete without sign of covert rail-fan action, I got ready to re-enter by the front door…

There were christmas lights in the entry way (which were there when I came into the building this evening), and somehow, now, I noticed that they ran down the hall, under the stairs, through the Kung-Fu dojo, and into the hall.    A fucking art installation, NEIGH a whole art show was going on in the basement…

Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue

I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head

Shit man, there was even footage from our shop in one of the video pieces, and the sound of my DT hub was all up in the sound loop…
All the shiny baubles, “holiday cheer” and gift-buying and sending in the world aren’t a damn hill of beans compared to actually experiencing things. Especially with friends, family and fellow travelers.
Keep your eyes open, your head down, chin up, and throw your bike down every metaphorical road.
Don’t make resolutions, actually RESOLVE.    Cool shit is all around you.   Art is under every table.  Laughs and heat and fun and joy are inside every can of nuts and box of bar-tape.      Go be.  Now


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