{"id":20618,"date":"2011-06-08T16:20:50","date_gmt":"2011-06-08T15:20:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.influx.co.uk\/wordpress\/?p=20618"},"modified":"2022-12-12T12:24:31","modified_gmt":"2022-12-12T12:24:31","slug":"dress-up-and-drag","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.adrianflux.co.uk\/influx\/blog\/dress-up-and-drag\/","title":{"rendered":"Dress up and Drag!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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We approach the whole bike thing as a bit of a giggle. What’s not to love – in a boyish, stupid sense of fun kind of way – about riding on a bike with an engine?<\/p>\n

Sometime there seems to be so much serious-headedness and geeky reductionism in bike culture. There’s the safety fetishism, the speedster retro cool – the greasy machismo and retro mysticism and the died-in-the-leather tribalism.<\/p>\n

So much rubbish stacked to the horizon.<\/p>\n

Strip it all away and what’s left is the simple lark that is buzzing around on a motorbike.<\/p>\n

Our friends down under at Deus Ex Machina<\/a> seem to share this expansively simple view of what’s cool about bikes.<\/p>\n

Go to Bali. Dress up stupid. Ride old bikes in light-hearted races.<\/p>\n

Nuff said.<\/p>\n