Sometimes, an image talks more eloquently than Melvin ever could. This Giordana advert, my friends, is such a case. I'd ALMOST prefer watching an R.E.M. video over looking at this set. Almost.
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
VACANCES J'OUBLIE TOUT
Did I already state somewhere that I love the Eighties? This 1980 clip by French synthesizer band Elegance features quite a few things that were cool once. Such as: dorks with moustaches, dorks working BIG computers, women in lust for dorks in white suits, dorks flying a glider, see-through bikini's closing in on the dorks' face, dorks singing and laughing with other dorks at the bar. And, of course, a dork fiddling with a bike (at 0.35). All this magic (OK, maybe they should have had that lame hotrod crashed by Samantha Fox in a DeLorean, but still: magic) was brought to us by Patrick Gilbert, Daniel Bourges and Pierre Antonio Zito, who I think deserve more fame than being virtually intracable, even with the help of Brother Google.
Sunday, April 01, 2012
WHY I LIKE BIKES (GIRLS)
Just a few minutes ago, Melvin was asked what exactly he liked so much about bicycles. Answering that, I can just as well explain why I like girls. The perfect bike has lots of character, gives great sense of freedom and likes to be treated on expensive new stuff all the time. Oh, and bikes are beautiful. Mrs. Melvin knows that there is hardly any item on her frame that I don't worship (none, actually) and (the Mrs. doesn't like this as much) the same goes for my bike. Let's pick the chain, for instance. Firstly, I find magic in its' functionality, how the 1 mm. thick pieces of metal work together to transform our efforts into SPEED. I know, women have veen smaller parts that transform our efforts into babies, but hey. Secondly, I see abstract beauty in its' repeating shapes, also the subject of famous artists Donald Judd and Jan Schoonhoven. A link, of course, is a bit more curvy than their million dollar geometrics, but you'll get the idea. Speaking about million dollar curvy, Mrs. M has called it a night and so will I. You'll get the idea.
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