“TAKE a dash of “Mad Max,” add a pinch of “Jackass,” sprinkle both over a wet batter of art students, bicycle messengers, anarchist welders and militant anti-globalist vegans, then let the mixture bake for, say, a decade in the oven of Brooklyn, and the resulting dish should taste a little like the Black Label Bike Club.” from the New York Times article in 2011.
This club hosts an annual event called “Bike Kill” and its simply nuts. “The annual Black Label event called Bike Kill, which one member, a disc jockey known professionally as D. J. Dirtyfinger, described as “a full day of freedom, via mayhem, on the street.” With jousting competitions and displays of bicycle finery, Bike Kill is a “pure celebration of being creative with bikes and on bikes,” he said, adding, “It can’t really be explained — you have to be there.” from the same NYT story.
I missed most the event but shot a small survey of these strange creations this sub-culture builds and ride. For some beautiful shots of the event, here you go.
For some more badass images on the antics of this raucous affair, here is a great link.