The devil is in the details

1 10 2009

Nothing says Shout at the Devil quite like sporting a Devil on your bike’s  headtube. This picture was taken from the NBL Grands photo gallery on the Standard Bykes site.

Part of me wants to believe these are the personal rides of Bruce Dickinson (of Iron Maiden).  A guy can dream can’t he?

standard shout at the devil





Iron Maiden documentary rocks

21 04 2009

Just got back from the one-day only screening of Flight 666, the Iron Maiden documentary about their 2008 tour. If this ever comes around again in theaters…and one of the creators hinted that it might…you have to go see it.  Even if you’re not an Iron Maiden fan (…uhm really?…Take two “Run to the Hills” and call me in the morning) you’ll get a kick out if it.

Now you might be thinking…what does this have to do with cruisers or BMX? Well my friends, watch this segue. The Iron Maiden-inspired graphics on the Fit Eddie Cleveland frame seem to be what’s missing on those shiny chrome ’09 Fit CR24s that are out now. I think Robbie Morales needs to get his act together and make that happen…it’s the least he could do for not featuring the CR24 anywhere in the  Stay Fit video.  See that segue? Magic!





Toronto Bicycle Show did not disappoint

16 03 2009

You might think that I would be a little disappointed after going to the Toronto bicyle show with a whole laundry list of things to buy and coming  away with almost none of it…but you would be wrong my friend. Maybe it’s because my quest for the elusive gold anodized valve caps was realized this weekend.  Yes, I’m now the proud owner of a sweet pair of vintage gold anodized valve caps. Wade Nelson, upon hearing of my quest, walked over and up and gave me the valve caps right off his bike…whatta guy.

The Toronto BMX Jam contest was, as usual, off the hook crazy (do the kids still say that?). I originally planned to check out some racing and flatland too but the freestyle stuff was just to strong a draw. Freestyle is just so ridiculous now…and I mean that in a good way.

Sitting there in the bleachers watching some crazy riding go down, the Iron Maiden blasting and surrounded by a bunch of old friends trading BMX stories (and a new pair of gold valve caps) it seemed that all was right with the world.