Did you know OCC's Paul Jr was chief designer for Falcon Motorcycles?


No, nor did Falcon Motorcycles...

Strange, then, that creative genius Paul is using one of Falcon's bikes as a representation of his skills on 'Paul Jr Designs' t-shirts, available from his website.

This has to stop.

If you have a Blog, please repost this.

***UPDATE***

Check the Paul Jr Designs webshop... suddenly this design is 'sold out' (in other words removed). Job done... for now.

Reminder: Up for auction October 27 Sotheby's  


 
 

 Happy bidding!












Because Guy (GK) asked.
This is my buddy Motorcycle Mike's 36 EL Bobber. This thing was sitting on top of an 85 year old guy's junk pile in California! This is the real fuckin' deal. The motor and trans are rebuilt and he put new tires on it, other then that its how it was. Fordson toolbox and everything! I love the hand made dash, front fender on rear, bars risers you name it! This thing is the epitome of the 40's Hollister style bob job and it ain't no replica. Hell it may have been there for the "festivities"...

Back to my desk after a 600 mile roadtrip, shooting stuff for the mag.

Had a great time back in my hometown... thanks Renshaw for the hospitality and letting me ride your FXR. The first Evo I've ever ridden... is that a good thing or not? I'm now a convert.

Great to see the London crew and get to lanesplit in the big smoke again... at least a decade since I've done that.

Also got to hang out with Johnny Morales, a legend and shapeshifter who is blurred in every photo I've ever seen of him (including the ones I took this week). His garage is un-be-liev-able.

Had a good time too with Shaky in Bristol shooting Shu's lovely XS... another enviable garage and lovely tea. Sorry it was a lightning visit mate.

Back to layouts and tax returns.

Death To False Mongos


Punk Rock didn't start anything
but it ended everything that was any good...
My band, HFOS; one of the reasons I never finish anything in time ...or at all.



HFOS / Death To False Mongos


John Leland & his lecture on "the history of hip" completely miss the relevance of the So. Cal cultural impact.
So. Cal is vast, angry, multicultural, musical, artistically rich & car/bike-centric.
San Francisco is an east coast city on the west coast & Oakland is a midwest city in Cali.
LA & the surrounding area is a unique beast.

In 1927 Louis Goebal opened Jungleland in Thousand Oaks, California, right on the LA/Ventura Co. line.
The pictures in the previous post are of me & my cousins at Jungleland in January of 1969, when I was 2 1/2 years old. It closed in October of that same year.
I delivered the "News Chronicle" to Mr. Goebels front porch & used his overgrown "Hollywood Zoo" as my own personal playground. It was history to me, the fact that Tarzan & Robinhood were filmed there or Jane Mansfield's kid got his arm chewed by a lion, meant nothing me.
It was ours, our turf, hang out, a free skate park.
The Z-Boyz tagged the bowls we skated, perfectly smooth vast undulating tracks of cement, where alligators, sea lions & ducks once ruled.
While surfing may have had a Zen effect on those living in Hawaii or No. Cal, it was mean & territorial in So Cal.
Car Culture & Vatos, Surfing & Skating, Punk Rock & Hollywood, all left a scar on my personality, that makes me relate immediately with a Jason or a Cole.
Is it real or unique, better or special, more clever or neat than any other growing up experience? I think not, but it is mine & when watered down & commercialized by those reminiscing about a past that is not their own for the sake of selling a clothing line, it is surreal & brings out that angry, territorial tendency ingrained in me, since my youth.




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