Midnight Ridazz Seattle Gettin' Press
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BlackBox at 01.25.07 - 4:05 pm
This is from the current issue of the Seattle Weekly.
Midnight Ridazz—Dude
Live in any city long enough and you'll eventually hear about it: The same youth, full of testosterone and bravado, who rallied behind Easy Rider in the '70s have reached back to reclaim another symbol of the time, bicycling. What starts with a few friends coordinating jaunts to a bar quickly evolves into weekly organized rides. (Need I mention The Warriors?) When large groups of people bond, whether over an activity, religion, politics, or regional affiliation, it is really the sapiens in us showing: territorial chimpanzees willing to fling poo to defend the home colony. Seattle has its bicyclists and its bicycle gangs—er, clubs. (Gangs are ethnic.) Cascade Bicycle Club is the Toyota of the pack: reliable and responsible and everyone has driven (to) one. Dead Babies are the "bikers," Critical Mass' leaderless hegemony is the socialist extreme, and the messenger community does its own thing. Social cycling's middle ground is also its frontier; .83 and other rotating clubs fight for the weeknight time of the "normal" biker who maybe commutes, likes riding with others, can afford a decent steed, and wants to fling some poo. Joining the bike-polo set on Sundays is a new gang in town: Following the Crips, Bloods, Hells Angels, and Young Republicans are L.A.'s Midnight Ridazz. Their angle seems to be one of respectfulness and fun combined into an entertaining, themed event. The Big Lebowski–loving bikers who want to go bowling, come get your "Dude" on, starting at Gasworks Park, 2101 N. Northlake Way, midnightridazz.com. Free. 9 p.m. CHRIS LANGSTON
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