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sometimes words find a meandering dissonance ... or a nice honey with an inference that music stokes a lovely insolence through a soulful resonance vibrating sticky, stung and reckless as a consequence

I find the whole of Scott Harris' bike messenger chasing short films SURF PON DEM STREETS to be rather relaxing to watch, which is furthered by the cyclists adept skill and devil-may-care urban riding. The satisfying contrast to this is that as a viewer you are perched only a half second behind the other riders so you are brought into the hair-raising spectacle full-bore. It's brilliant.

His CORNFED series is also stellar, with a more gritty, droned-out, and visceral feel to them. They are reminiscent of watching the skate segments of CKY, but with bikes instead of skateboards.

And if you enjoyed these, there is the wonderful full length documentary by Lucas Brunelle called Line of Sight. It is mesmerizing.

Now I must go off and have a ride of my own~

vimeo:

A meditation on the open road and motorcycles. Plus: FUTURE ISLANDS.

beatonna:

Yes King Baby

oh Kate Beaton, you grow my smirks so well

beatonna:

Yes King Baby

oh Kate Beaton, you grow my smirks so well

beatonna:

King Baby says No
I’ll be honest here, I don’t know if the proper word is Lay or Lie

beatonna:

King Baby says No

I’ll be honest here, I don’t know if the proper word is Lay or Lie