I’ve always loved motorcycles. I’m gonna say it stems from first picking up a Ghost Rider comic book (#35, “Death Race,” way back in early 1979, from the wall rack at the Readmore bookstore on Spring Mountain and Jones). Johnny Blaze, the Ghost Rider‘s secret identity, became my personal favorite hero and I proceeded to collect every appearance of the character in the Marvel universe up to that point. Continue reading
How have I never seen this book before? I really need to write a new Skids Poppe adventure, huh?
You always think it happens to someone else don’t you. You just can’t know how you’re going to feel: Angry, pissed off, frustrated, hurt, violated. I mean, I’d seen it happen to friends of mine. I’d be there to comfort them, tell them we’d get the bastards. I never knew how painful it really was until it happened to me, until yesterday. Continue reading
The other day, I was on a long drive on my bike, going up the coast or something like that and I started thinking about politics. Specifically, about the budget and ways to cut spending. Now, I hear you asking “But Skids, I thought you weren’t political?” I know. I thought so, too. But what are you gonna do? Continue reading
I was in a bar the other day, trying to get Guantanamo to buy me a drink when this cute young thing walked in and headed straight for a bar stool near mine. I took it as a sign from above and headed over to offer her a bag of complimentary airline peanuts I had saved for just such an occasion. It worked. We started a pleasant conversation and I figured I was getting somewhere until I mentioned that I worked for a motorcycling magazine. After that, the conversation took a downward spiral that I never recovered from and I ended up leaving with only Mr. Guantanamo for company. Continue reading
Highway to Hell – Reviewed by Skids Poppe
How many times has this happened to you: You start off by driving down a deserted two-lane highway in the middle of the night (so far this isn’t too unusual). Riding in the passenger seat next to you is this drop dead gorgeous blonde (again, I can relate). The two of you are on your way to Las Vegas to secretly get married against your parents wishes (c’mon, who hasn’t done this). Continue reading
Easyriders Video 1-10 By Skids Poppe
Imagine what a perfect world it would be if you could get through Easyriders magazine without having to actually read it. I mean, really, the first thing most of us do is look at the pictures anyway, right? Who needs words?
Now, finally, we don’t have to read a single sentence in order to enjoy the full, rich texture and depth we have come to love in Easyriders Magazine. At last, we have Easyriders: The Video Magazine. Continue reading
The Last Drop – Reviewed by Skids Poppe
Admit it. If you saw a film advertised as a story about a girl in the desert with her M-60 machine gun, you’d be at least a little intrigued. I know I was.
It all started when Guantanamo Bey, my riding partner, decided he wanted to fire some automatic weapons. We jumped on the bikes and headed for Vegas. I know, there are places here to shoot but Vegas is so much more fun (look for my guest spot in “On The Road”, it’ll tell you all about it). Continue reading
Space Riders by Skids Poppe
I can’t believe I did it again. I saw the video and was compelled to bring it home. I know what I said, but I guess the marketing guys are doing their homework because I really wanted to see another film that had the word “riders” in the title. I could’ve killed myself. But here I was, popping in a tape called Space Riders and actually getting ready to enjoy it, before I even knew what was happening. Continue reading
The Hellcats – Reviewed by Skids Poppe
I’ve been at this for a while now, at least a couple of years, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this film. Sure, I’ve been screening documentaries recently and I know how everybody wants me to get back to doing real movies (thanks for cards and letters) so I go to the video store and try to find something I know you will all appreciate. When I saw the box for this one, I thought I had it. Continue reading