Their music makes me want to fall in love, fight, dance, or ride my RD400 while it blasts in my ears. Since 1998, Robert Levon Been, Peter Hayes and, later, Leah Shapiro have been composing intelligent, honest, and soulful atmospheric vibrations. I have found this elusive nirvana in the band Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. Once in a blue moon my two lovers delightfully harmonize, creating a motorcycle and rock ‘n’ roll utopia. I truly came alive with the world at my side, experiencing life in a unique and more gratifying way aboard my beautiful vintage two-stroke.īoth music and my motorcycle enable a mental departure from the tedious rigors that often swallow daily life, allowing me to recall and enjoy the simple magic this world grants. Nothing can match how those two wheels make me feel. The second time my heart was kidnapped occurred the moment I first rode a motorcycle. Some astute individuals sang, “When you fall in love, you know you are done.” Though lacking the talent for mastering an instrument, I eagerly devoured the music, and I indeed knew I was done music was forever going to be a part of my lifeblood, even if that meant supporting the melodic experts from the business or the avid-fan side of things. My first love affair came to fruition when I encountered live music at a young age. Rather, it’s been for the extraordinary and profoundly authentic passions in life that have illuminated my simple existence. Twice in my short life I have found myself immersed in the potent butterflies of love, doused with nervousness, excitement, and a fleck of fear-but not for another person.

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