Monday, 11 March 2013
TWO OF THE CREW WHO I RESPECT PT 1 . . . . INDEPENDENTLY INDEPENDENT, PAID THEIR DUES, DONE THE HARD YARDS, NOTHING TO PROVE, DOING THEY'RE OWN TRIP . . . . A COUPLE OF BLOKES I'VE COME TO LOVE AND RESPECT OVER THE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS, STAUNCH AND TRUE, TRIED AND TESTED . . . . EXQUISITE SKILLS, COMPLETE COMMITMENT AND DEEP SEATED PASSION . . . . TIM 'LOVELESS' BAILEY AND ROSCOE BUCHANAN . . . . HOLD FAST, STAY TRUE.
Timmy Bailey from the Loveless Engineering blog is a bike nutter through and through, was, is and always will be, not just a specific marque or style, bikes, anything with a motor between the frame and the wheels and he's salivating and flowing the memories from his own past, not regurgitated, homogenized, second-hand tales from others mouths, rather from his perspective and his experiences, the way he recalls it, warts and all. He also happens to be a bloke who turns out some superb race and road machinery from his mancave in the deep forests of Derbyshire, scooters, MZ two stroke screamers, vee twin thumpers, flat twin buzz bombs and Italian stallions, all of the highest level of workmanship and construction. In cahoots with his trusty tea swilling sidekick Dangerman, this football, soccer to all us Aussies and Seppos, mad soul brother is one guy whose shit you really have to check out . . . . Tim 'Loveymucker' Bailey, blood group . . . . Castrol 'R' positive.
Roscoe Buchanan, Kiwi transplant, Triple 6 Terrorist, all round throttlefreak, hotshoe hellraiser and ace wrencher on anything with an infernally combusting powerplant, sit this bro on something with two wheels and a motor and he's putting it to the ultimate test straight up. A preference for ballistic Buells and quarter mile rockets of recent times, Roscoe can wrestle em as well as massage the things into peak performance, patient and methodical, even the mysterious gremlins of electrickery are soon tamed and channeled in the right direction when Mr Buchanan is on the job . . . . Hogglies, Kwakas, Hondas, Suzies, Euro stuff, old Pommy kit, whatever the case maybe, the inked up Trans Tasman tyro will have it fettled and finished without any drama, whether it's building a chop from the ground up or reconstructing the crusty old Harmon horror you've just disintegrated all over the road, Roscoe's got the requisite skills and attention to detail to fix it not fuck it.
Lovey, Roscoe . . . . love ya large bro-dude-men . . . . my kind of peoples for sure !!!!