Lynn Goldsmith must be cool

1982. Joey Ramone Lifting a Large Picket Sign. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1980. Pat Benatar. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1981. Tina Turner. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1980. Wendy O. Williams of the punk rock group the Plasmatics. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1987. Susanna Hoffs. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1978. Debbie Harry of Blondie During Performance. Image by Lynn Goldsmith



1987. Ian Astbury is lead singer of the The Cult. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1981. Paul Simonon of The Clash. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1979-The rock group Van Halen is shown posed on top of a military tank. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1977. Joey Ramone, singer for The Ramones,Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1978. Outdoor portrait of Van Halen. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1981. Tom Petty Wearing a Sun Studio T-shirt. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1983, Los Angeles, The Cars. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1977. Debbie Harry of Blondie. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1987. the Beastie Boys. Image by Lynn Goldsmith


1978 David Lee Roth. Image by Lynn Goldsmith
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photo realism by Tom Blackwell

1976, Wooster St. Saturday by Tom Blackwell Image by CORBIS


1975, Bond's Corner, Spring by Tom Blackwell, CORBIS
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Winter 100

Got in 100 miles today. Almost died as a backroad turned to jello-like defrosted mud without warning at 40 mph. Saw the lowest mileage Bimota ever and some other cool racing bikes at a small bike shop in Woodstock. Mint for January 24.

NYC Bike Show weekend.

The weekend started off on Friday. I got a deal on a battery to get the Road King running. It was nice to ride it around after 3 years of being apart. Friday night we had a taco dinner at the club. Turned out to be a fun night closing out at the strip joint.



Winter is pretty long, but show promoters are pretty dumb. The big Progressive show was in New York this weekend. The two local motorcycle expos, Kev-Marv and Springfield, decided to schedule their events this same weekend, 25 miles apart. Because of them not working together, the spectator is almost guaranteed two thinly stocked shows to choose from. Idiots. We chose to drive to NYC in a snowstorm to spend our time and $15.
























Got done with the show, caught a cab down to East Village. On the recommendation of a friendly chick working at the comic book store, we ate at Paul's, da Burger Joint. Freshly ground beef burgers, served up big and fast. We then returned to our 42nd Street hotel to rest up for late night drinking. Bars in NYC don't close until 4am.









Otto's Shrunken Head was the spot we chose. Good, loud dive bar filled with weirdos and rock & roll. Many drinks, almost a bar room brawl and chicks with light up snakes in their hair. r During the debauchery we ran into a guy Eldorado knew. After closing time went with Chris to Odessa Diner for 5 am breakfast.







I was just amazed that we were able to score a decent hotel for $120, including inside parking. New York gets the reputation of being a hard ass place filled with jerks. This weekend we met nothing but kind, polite and fun people, including the cab drivers.

Now back to the grind and get focused on the Moto Guzzi and getting the fleet registered.