Burg & schild BBB party berlin 2012
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Yes, Alex may not be a man of many words, but he sure is one of plenty of pictures. Looking at them feels very much like being warped back to Thursday evening. It was a great denim occasion, and alone that butt pic of those insanely fekked Edwins, the most beautifully ruined jeans I've seen in all four days of trade shows and prequels, deserves an award.
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You're one of the greatest among them, Alex. I'm really glad we met in person! See you (soon!) again, I hope, please absolutely let me know if and when you make it to Berlin again.
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Ok guys,
if you are in Berlin you have to go to DC4 of course but "Burg and Schild" is always worth a journey. BTW it's only 2 km's away from DC4.
The guy pictured here is the storemanager, known as "Tim". He is a really nice guy with a great passion for denim. So feel free to talk to him (The owners Shane and Kay are fantastic too!).
and him with a friend (Kasi) in front of the store.
Besides their passion for denim these guys love oldtimers and bikes (as Alex pictured above):
This car is from Kasi:
It's a Austin 7 Fabric Salon
built in 1934 with 750 ccm, 4 cylinders, 4 TAK, Flat Head and 15 hp.(If anyone is interested he is willing to sell it! Just PM me;))
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…and rightfully so. It is really gratifying to see him thus praised, he is super service-oriented, genuinely friendly (without any of this fake salesguy friendliness), and never gives you the feel he just wants to push the sale. It's Tim appreciation day here today, and dude, you deserve it!
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^Nothing more to say.
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There's this little addendum to the B&S party, as there was another event on the following Saturday, which was rather rained out, as you'll see.
Wanted to post it earlier, but had some tech issues.
The Burg & Schild crew together with the guys from Eat Dust hosted a drive-out for all those tough biker dudes…
First, a still life of helmets, while the owners killed time waiting for the rain to subside.
The row of heavy bikes was really impressive.
This tank appealed to my morbid sense of humour.
The pow-wow, when all dudes were briefed on the plan and on how to stay together (don't know how well it actually worked, as I only stayed for the beginning).
The excitement of the lookers-on rose, as did the frequency of taking pics.
The bikes were revved (imagine the sound and smell, at the high point, the whole street reverberated…)
…and off they went.
I admit to my secret wish of somehow coming up with an extra helmet and being invited to ride pillion on one of these beauties. But naturally, nothing of the sort happened. I hope everyone had a great time, the more than two hours rain-delay did not seem to harm it much.
It was a composition of denim, leather and bikes to behold!
