thanks again john

it's cool. the bear gets to tattoo them next.

an old -real- ad....

this was probably around 1994.
gabe shot the photos on wood st. in west oakland near
the old warehouse that i lived in at the time. i remember
being really stoked that Real did this ad with me and our dogs.
those two dogs loved to pull the skateboard and would get going
super fast. a good memory.




thanks to all that responded on the -content warning- post below.
means a lot
XxOo XXX OOO xO max

it's about time...."content warning"

bloggin is a crime , bro.
maybe someone snitched???
outlaw bloggin in 09 cuz..
well good... now just more thonged butts.
more balls, more swazi's.
more risque, if you will???
..fuck my life.. love you MOM.

oh shit.....house

Hey whats up, here's some photos of my dad on a VW trike he had in the late 70's. He called it the "shit house on wheels" he couldn't remember who built it. But it was fucking cool, and whoever it was put some real time into it. These were taken somewhere in southern Indiana where we still live, I don't know what ever happened to the trike, but I wish I did.
Later
Josh

"you see him almost eat it?"

hotel room repair

at one time it was common to
work on your drag bike in your
hotel room.

--debbie (not so) harry--

john thanks....
where? why? how?

--vietnam--

welcome them home this time.

-- log jammin--

--chAos--

punch to the face

one of the hottest dudes on the circuit....

the cop from reno 911?

it's not to often.....

...you get to to see unseen photos of
-jeff phillips- (1963-1993)




My friend Lydia from Dallas took these pix of Jeff Phillips at the Clown ramp in Dallas way back in '84.
She took these for her high school photo journalism class. She knows all them TX bad boys, actually. - jason





thankyou jason

check Jasons blog at loresviscera.blogspot.com

john cardiel sent this one

said he saw it pasted on wall in London.

praise the lord

i've been holding these for a couple months......

kevin thanks.... these are unreal.
extremely frisco'd tanks.

here’s some pics I thought you might get a kick out of...the old ones are from my old lady’s pops...his name is Johnny Martinez and he owned a body shop in LA with his brother circa 1969...some cool pics I thought you might dig...

....finally...

on a lighter note.....

-ocar grant- r.i.p.

This is a public service announcement
With guitar
Know your rights all three of them

Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a crime!
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights

And number 2
You have the right to food money
Providing of course you
Dont mind a little
Investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation

Know your rights
These are your rights
Wang

Know these rights

Number 3
You have the right to free
Speech as long as youre not
Dumb enough to actually try it.

Know your rights
These are your rights
All three of em
It has been suggested
In some quarters that this is not enough!
Well..............................

Get off the streets
Get off the streets
Run
You dont have a home to go to
Smush

Finally then I will read you your rights

You have the right to remain silent
You are warned that anything you say
Can and will be taken down
And used as evidence against you

Listen to this
Run

!!! photos stashed for 41yrs!!!

i was working at a wood shop a few years ago
and one of the old guys the uses the shop told me
he had some old black&white photos of some -Hells Angels-
he knew from school. i expected some shitty snapshots or maybe
even some random biker photos. it took him about a year or so to
dig em up. he took em in 1967 and had stashed them shortly after.
so one day he comes in the shop and calls me over and opens up
a folder and the photos layed out before me are the beautiful
8x10 photos that you see below. i was floored.

how often do you get to see shots like this that you have never seen.
and i got the story from how it all went down:

Mike said he was driving his 60's chevy van on slyline in the
Oakland hills. as he rounded a corner he saw all the bikes scattered about
and a few club members he had went to school with. mike happened to have his
camera with him because he was out shooting photos anyway. he said his
hello's to his friends and clicked away. they were out filming "hells angels
on wheels" and hadstopped to change film.
enjoy max

and a special thanks to Mike Serpa for the photos


how cool is to see a photo of sonny barger that you have never seen


righteous knuckle. check the the springer extension.
mike says all the girls wore a lot "paint on there faces"


below -joe pinkston- oddly enough mike says he knew joes as a kid
from rollerskating. "yeah lots of peolple were rollerskating back then"


bold


dennis burns below:

fuck it.

-ron allen gap- r.i.p.

people have ollied it for years.
scott johnston heel flipped it.
shit wen down over it.
gone now.

++andy jenkins dAd++

Hey Max,

Here's a pic of my dad back in '58. He would have been 65 on January
5th, but he died 20 years ago... on a bike ride believe it or not.
Had a massive heart attack after during a stop at a swap meet in San
Bernadino.

I wrote this piece about him a few years back.
bendpress
Happy New Year Mad Max.

Andy
hey andy thanks so much.... that really is one of the coolest stories
I've ever read. As someone that lives the roller coaster ride... you got me
all choked up. thanks for sharing that. max

3 generations

(ps, i'm attaching a pic of my mom, grandma, and great-grandma on my grandpa's 1930's victoria, circa 1950's poland -- good for a laugh)
thanks matylda

filler

shop pan

four up

thanks for the photo ericka

it's about time x 2

1st thing: too short played the thrasher party
and i've always wanted the photo with
him to go with my photo of me and lemme.
he was mid greenroom players ball when
what appeared to be a homeless man(me) approached
him asking for a photo. 18yrs later. poof.



2nd on the way to the show jasin and i where kind of
racing from light to light. or maybe just massaging the throttle.
we were in the tenderloin... the roads are extra crusty with cum,
body oil, crushed dreams and maybe a little SpF 69. well it started to mist
or almost rain and i turned the corner and did a gay little rap on the throttle
that sent me sideways flatrack for a few feet so i gave it more gas and was going backwards but peeling out then i layed(laid) it down sliding next to my bike
and sparks everywhere and the carhart jacket turned into a turtle shell. wet jeans
hole in pocket and a female crackhead laughing at the whole scene. she was
instantly reprimanded. broke clutch lever, license plate bracket,
broke tail light, dented tank
mangled primary.
total ego enhancement....... priceless.

i really wish i had the night photo of it laying on its side
mid tenderloin base heads everywhere. then santa rolled by in a wheelchair.
this photo sucks(see below) rode the bike home.

a few more from sacto.... --john--

tastes terrible

thanks mark