Brittown did come across as a home movie but the sound track was great, the editing so-so, and the content verging on narcissistic. I was hoping for more on the culture of the bike scene, more history, more of something that would justify the $40 night – two tickets, two lamb kabobs and a ginger beer at Truly Mediterranean.

I learned that Meatball, as he’s known, has a lot of time on his hands to do what he wants. His time also affords expensive aftermarket parts, 30 British bikes and a Dodge Sprinter, a punk band, and a fridge full of beer for all his leaching buddies. Good for him.

I think my wife enjoyed the show, at least the fact that I took her for a evening bike ride to a movie and kabobs. At least our hero Meatball made me look good; I have the same sort of bikes without farming out expensive work and pricy aftermarket parts but somehow manage to spend time with my family. My friends are also more considerate of what they say and do in front of my wife and daughter. Maybe it’s because I don’t keep the fridge stocked or have groupies following me around with a video camera.

It’s a worth see if you have an evening of nothing to do and want to park in a line of bikes in front of a theater. Or you can go to a bar and get more for your money.

-todd

As far as the BSA show, my BSA B50 isn’t quite finished

-todd