The thing that once again comes to the fore in this bit of footage is the key element about the Born-Free philosophy, it's about the bikes and the stylistic influences of days gone by, 'classic', 'period', call it what you like . . . . the absolute and complete absence of big dollar gumby machines that have proliferated in the last decade and a half are, thankfully, fucking nowhere to be seen, it's all about the hardcore passion and erection inducing love of all things hardcore and real . . . . not a single OCC or Big Bear lollipop tractor to be seen and that in itself is a bloody beautiful thang !!!!
I haven't felt this gutted about missing out on a 'gig' in my entire adult life, it's a strange emotional experience inside my head, the closer it gets, the more I want to check out stuff from the previous shows, the more I do that, the more the sense of 'loss' sets in . . . . hmmmm . . . . all I can do is wait once again for the photos and vids from what will be a specfuckingtacular BF4 to hit the interblog and webnet scene and live vicariously for yet another year while hoping like hell that the founders and the sponsors recieve the response from the punters to vindicate doin it all again next year, where hopefully, BF5 will be the one that I actually get to . . . .