When it comes to nearly all things, I’m a complete poseur. Truth is, my entire identity has been fabricated from bits and pieces I’ve gleaned off of the internet. Nowhere is this more evident than my unabashed appreciation for Detroit.
I’ve written about it to some degree here, as well as here, as well as a number of other places I can’t find right now. Truly it’s a hugely fascinating place to me, but alas, remains one I’ve never visited.
Then, just as I figured I’d been a distant witness to all of the amazingness that the Motor City has to offer, The Poor Boyz come along and blow the rest of my addled mind wide open;
Of course there’s always gonna be some kind of talk about Detroit being exploited for the sake of ruin porn, but at least as far as the above clip goes, I’ll plagiarize myself and copy and paste a comment I shared with a friend expressing that he felt they were low lighting the city;
“I picked up on that too, but was mostly intrigued with the concept of using something (that ‘something’ being the abandoned parts of an urban expanse) that had been discarded for their own devices.”
In any event and to use a sorely exhausted analogy, I think what we’ve witnessed here today is a blank canvas being turned into a master work.
In other news that will surely inspire and delight- it was during a recent email exchange with Evan from Mission Workshop that he clued me into the newest bit of eye candy from the Mission project called Acre Supply (an array of goods from which I had the pleasure of using on my death march through the Mythical State of Jefferson.)
It seems as though they continue to drop the hits what with this here Dan Barham joint;
The dichotomy between the two previous videos is the kind of thing that scratches an itch on my soul.
Or if you will, it’s something like a soul rash ointment.
Which reminds me but only vaguely- Lucho from The Cycling Inquisition sent an email to me with a photo attached, which still has me a bit confounded;
“I was in Spain last week. During such trips, there’s always a moment when Europe seems to just give me a big hug, and welcomes me, reminding me that I’m in a very different place. Yes there’s people like this in the US… But this Euro guy carried himself with such gusto, that it instantly reminded me of the fact that I was in another continent.
Only a true Euro could wear this (and the matching belly shirt) without an ounce of irony.”
I can’t help but wonder what his other clothes are like, or what goes through his head as he’s trying (with much difficulty I assume) to get his legs properly through the leg holes and not all of the other holes, and perhaps most importantly, what his record collection consists of.
And now finally, because I’m in desperate need of money, because let’s face it- The drugs and groceries don’t buy themselves, I’ll take the opportunity mention I have all manner of stocking stuffer stuffer. (The kind of thing you stuff into a stocking stuffer. It’s like a turducken but hanging from your fireplace mantle.)
Right here we have various knickknacks, wizbangs and whatnots, like for example, the very fetching All Hail The Black Market water bottle;
As the product description plainly states however, you don’t have to put water in it. The only restriction to what can go in there is your own imagination.
Then I have stickers of all sorts- El Mercado Negro being the newest and my favorite;
These are high quality custom vinyl screen printed stickers made by everyone’s favorite derelicts at Sticker Robot.
Perhaps decals and water (or whatever) bottles aren’t really your thing. Perhaps you’re in the market for something more wearable. If that is indeed the case, then might I direct your attention to The AHTBM/Voler ordering page where you can find both the 2012 and 2013 jersey;
Maybe you or your loved one is the sort of person who prefers not to wear a jersey but a cotton t-shirt that’s all rocker slotted (to match your pants), which is totally understandable.
One thing that is important to note is that a fair percentage of your body heat escapes through your head. To prevent that, might I recommend the AHTBM/Chuey Brand wool winter cycling cap;
Chlöie has to be extra careful because even a greater percentage of heat is lost through her head.
An entirely different way for you or your loved one to keep warm is to either get one of my Art Crank posters and set it on fire, or grab a bag of the custom four bean, dark roasted coffee, specially blended for AHTBM by the good people at DOMA Coffee Company in Post Falls, Idaho;
I love this blend, like a lot, and I’m happy that DOMA went out of their way to put it together for me.
Finally, I’ll roll out the newest item in the store, being the shirt affectionally called ‘Divided Joy’, (or if you wish, ‘Unknown Seizures’);
These come in small, medium, large, and XL, for the big gunned among us.