Bikes
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With a blowout facing no service the next two days. Totally stripped down, early 70s rock in the ridiculously enough tiny parking lot between NATURAL CHILD and ROLLING STONES. In a matter of course, its the perfect album to live the moment of now. How much mototard smoke can you take at the station? Ten songs, all dry as the atacama desert, no fuzz, no thrills, no cocktail umbrellas and of course no buttons at the jacket. You just want to get time-trapped in this perpetual motion BIKES groove. Since years the berliners say the BIKES are a nuke. Forbidden to take off, stone cold outside. Everyone is partying hard their secret hidden powers and their proximity of short-lived stardom and armageddon.