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road trip: Roll with the changes

In the ladies' guide to the apocalypse by summerburkes0 Comments

Monday, March 12, 2007
San Francisco

“The art of rolling.”

That’s what it says on the outside of Rizla packets. Today, more than usual, it applies.

We’re suddenly traveling solo across the country in a graffiti-covered car. Right now. This is a grand and sad last-minute job-leaving road-trip-with-dog-as-sidekick, to be with our mother and our dying grandmother in Memphis. But we’re going to make it as fun for ourself as possible.

Road trip!

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Press Release: Cyclecide at Stage/Coachella 2007

In cyclecide bike rodeo by summerburkes0 Comments

SAN FRANCISCO, CA – March 29, 2007

CYCLECIDE BIKE RODEO plays Coachella AND Stagecoach!

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE — THE CYCLECIDE CLOWNS ARE COMING… AGAIN.

The only artist to be invited to perform at the Coachella Valley Music Festival for six years running, San Francisco’s HEAVY PEDAL CYCLECIDE BIKE RODEO returns to the grand music festival in the desert — and its new country-music twin the following weekend — with some BIKE-COPHONY of its own!

Once again, the most interesting shade on the festival grounds comes in the form of CYCLECIDE’s awesome (and world’s only) traveling PEDAL-POWERED CARNIVAL MIDWAY … Read More

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Press Release: Pedal Monster SF – July 21-23, 2006

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BY MAYORAL PROCLAMATION — we’re not lying, the paperwork’s done and Gavin Newsom said so — THE WEEKEND OF JULY 22-23, 2006 HAS BEEN DECLARED “CYCLECIDE WEEKEND” IN SAN FRANCISCO!!!

No really.

San Francisco’s Heavy Pedal CYCLECIDE BIKE RODEO presents: PEDAL MONSTER!
July 21nd – Poker Run, Zeitgeist bar, $5. Arrive at 8pm, ride at 9 SHARP.
July 22, 2-10pm; July 23, 2-8pm – Mission Village Market, 18th and Alabama Streets, San Francisco.
Poker run participation $5, 21 and over. Carnival is all ages; $7-10 sliding scale. RIDER ASSUMES ALL RISK.

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SF Mayoral Proclamation: “Cyclecide Weekend” July 22-23, 2006

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[Believe it or not, this isn’t a joke… this is an actual transcript. Spider arranged it; we wrote it; Gavin Newsom signed it. You can almost smell the hair gel on the parchment. -Summer B.]

July 10, 2006
San Francisco, California

MAYOR DECLARES JULY 22-23 TO BE “CYCLECIDE WEEKEND”
July 22-23 is Cyclecide Weekend, by Mayoral Proclamation

In recognition of the Heavy Pedal Cyclecide Bike Rodeo‘s decade-long career promoting artistic exploration, cultural activism, and tireless commitment to the glorification of the bicycle, the Honorable Mayor Gavin Newsom of San Francisco has proclaimed the weekend of July 22-23, 2006 to be “Cyclecide Weekend.”

WHEREAS in 1996, founder Jarico Reesce created the Heavy Pedal Cyclecide Bike Rodeo in order to vaunt the bicycle as an artistic medium — to modify, to make more surreal, more useful, and/or more entertaining — and Reesce’s vision metamorphosed into a lifelong surrogate family and worldwide cultural institution;
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Cyclecide Tour Postscript: Wackness Forever

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Feb. 1, 2005
home base

Re-posting on a new platform. Goodbye Blogspot; hello WordPress.

So that was our Cyclecide Fall Tour ’04 Diary.

We went out across the country for almost 3 months this past autumn, knocked people sideways and off their bicycles at the Tour de Fat, got rear-ended by a semi, everything sucked, New Orleans was fun, nobody got arrested (for long), and nobody tore anyone else’s eyes out (almost). Read More

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Cyclecide Tour: Until the End of the World

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Nov. 2, 2004
election night
New Orleans, LA

Alright, so we’re in the Big Easy, and we’ve been here for a week. We’ve played three shows, and did we mention it’s New Orleans on Halloween? … As you might’ve guessed, this is not a situation that’s conducive to squirreling away for some alone-time to update a Weblog. Sorry for all who have checked back and found no new news … wait for the novel someday, and don’t hold your breath.

We could write some today, if it weren’t for the fact that our nation is in the throes of the most important election of our lifetime and we’re all glued to the television. All we can say is, we kinda skeered. Read More

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Cyclecide Tour: Budweiser vs. New Belgium in St. Louis, MO

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Oct. 23-26ish, 2004
St. Louis, MO

It took a while to adjust to the RV thing. The piece o’ crap began to slowly disintegrate the minute all 12 of us climbed aboard, and though we were bulls on our best behavior, we were a wee bit salty (at the Sleepy Trucker) that we had to spend the rest of the tour in a china shop.

It couldn’t be helped, of course, but the lesson we all learned is that if you’re going to buy an RV, don’t buy a new one. They’re held together with tape.

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Cyclecide Tour: History of Black Label Bicycle Club; also MPLS deathmall & RV shopping

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Oct. 18-19, 2004
Minneapolis, MN
as told by Jake and Luke by the fire & the world’s tallest bike (yes it is YES IT IS)

The Hard Times Bike Club began one long winter over a decade ago, when some bored gearheads from Minneapolis named Jake Houle and Airaq Shook drove a ridiculous home-made chopper named the “Golden Cow” into their friend Per Hansen’s shop to fix it after Jake rode it like a jackass and broke it.

The boys went and got some Black Label beer, busted out the tools, thought of some other odd designs, and months later, they emerged with a gaggle of junked, re-constituted bikes — mostly tallbikes.

They unleashed the beasts on the unsuspecting public, riding them around and causing traffic accidents. They gave a few extra bikes to friends, and others came by the shop to make their own alter-cycles. A Minneapolis institution was born.

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Cyclecide Tour: Hospital < Creepy New RV < Cocoon

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Oct. 14-23ish, 2004
Minneapolis, MN

The first night after the Shoo Shoo’s demise, we stayed in two rooms in a crappy hotel near the impound lot in Lincoln, and parked the truck full of all our tourly belongings behind the hotel.

We couldn’t actually see our new vehicle from the rooms, and this made us quite uncomfortable — even more so when a man knocked on our unlocked door late at night as we were watching television, then opened it (in pajamas, post-shower, brushing our teeth) to step in and announce to the men in the room that he was “ready to party” and he “got the goods.”

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