December 17, 2008

NYC 1979


I am sending you a photo of the very first Easyriders magazine I bought. I still have it and remember buying it as if it was yesterday. I was doing highschool and during the lunchbreak I would always walk into town just to get some fresh air. One day I stumbled into this magazine is some bookstore. I grabbed it from the rack and franticly started turning the pages.


With every page I turned my adrenaline level went up, fuck man, this was it! It was wild, showing men that looked like dirty rotten pirates, bikes that were built to impress and chicks who were treating these men as if they were all god.


The fucking BIBLE! I bought the mag, the April issue of 1979 and took it home to read it from the beginning till the end. Every word, even the ads and everything, I just had to read it.


From then on I bought Easyriders each month and just half a year after buying this specific April issue of Easyriders, me, my friends Brass and Krop, founded Rogues MC totally inspired by everything we saw in that magazine. (Brass and I are still member and the club will celebrate its 30th anniversary in august 2009)


I think it was one of the best they ever made and certainly miss this type of photography in the magazines of today. There is a lot of hardcore big-city street-attitude in the pics and also the fact that they did not cut away the hightower buildings makes it all the more special.


Most editors would just cut away most of the picture to show more of the guys on the bikes but in this case I am glad they didn't.


Submitted by Beer....Thanks!

5 comments:

Mochi said...

awesome!!!

Anonymous said...

That's really cool. Great pics too.

Griff said...

Pictures are great, the words particularly awsome, I had the same religous experience the first time I read it in the early eighties, it was the issue with linda lovelace on the cover.

Da Big Kahuna said...

I was trying to remember the name if the girl on the cover. She was a porn star of the era.

Anonymous said...

Growing up in NYC, seeing riders like these were common occurrences - my very next door neighbor when he got back from Viet Nam in 71, personified this look and lifestyle. The bikes were rough, the riders were rougher - they were truly "bikers", NOT "motorcycle enthusiasts"


the guys from this era ruled