Twenty-twenty. The year when live music stage dived into a pit filled with heaving, hot bodies, and died, after which we were all forced to join a cloud crowd to watch musicians do their shit. YouTube sessions and Instagram LIVEs from people’s living rooms and look there, another sliver…
“Yesterday, any way you made it was just fine.” These are the first words you hear Karen Dalton sing on “In My Own Time,” and in 2020, I made it with a little help from my record friends. This was one of them.
Music is like a jangly set of keys to a secret door. I don’t care how tightly guarded your thought fortress is, or what secrets you think you’re hiding in that head of yours, as the Village People told us, you can’t stop it.
The Gravel Grail signifies that you've finished the DK200 five times. As our Knight of the Round Slayble discovers, getting it is not as easy as it sounds.
Every year since the first ride report, I’ve debated about whether I needed to do another race report on my Dirty Kanza. Fortunately, every year is different, and every year it still catches me off-guard.
There is the truth, and then there are the facts. Sometimes they are very same things. Here is my 2017 Dirty Kanza 200 Ride Report, ala Mr. Comey-style.