Just some shit oozing out of my brainbox....

I guess one of the coolest things about choppertownnation.com is this here...the ability to put your thoughts and beliefs out there. So I guess here goes.
Just watched ChopperTown: The Sinners over the last couple days, in fact it's going right now...Cole and Thomas are working on Kutty's tank. It's a great production, kudos to Scott and Zack and all the Sinners.
I read a quote about the film from CycleWorld before I watched it stating that it was a "life-changing" kind of film. I have to disagree, at least from my own personal point of view. I wont say I was let down or dissappointed in the film...it's fucking fantastic, but in thinking about that "life-changing" statement over the past couple days, I've come to the realization that to an editor at CycleWorld, well, yeah, the movie probably is a real eye opener. I mean, Chief Editor David Edwards at CW is as in-touch with the motorhead lifestyle as the president of Antarctica. These guys write about motorcycles for a living, but they dont really live motorcycles. I guess I never thought there was a difference, but I see now that there is.
What I'm getting at is that I had something of a moment of personal clarity and self-realization. It occured to me that the reason Scott and Zack's movie didnt strike me as "life-changing" is because I'm already in that life. I know what Rico is getting at when he talks about loving his brothers, why he gets teared-up after doing burnouts with Kutty's new bike, that anticipation of lining up the curb, starting your bikes, and giving your brothers that approving nod before you hurl yourselves into the world on machines of death, like you're riding to armageddon with destruction in your right fist, power in your left, and fire up your ass.
Now I'm not knocking the movie in any way, in fact I intend to buy it as soon as all my new bike parts are paid for. And I'm not knocking The Sinners...I feel kindred with them. A buddy of mine always wanted to start a club. I didnt care about that; I just wanted to ride with him and our other bros. We sorta went our seperate ways, although we still live near each other and when we do see each other we embrace and still BS like the old days, and we still love each other like brothers should. He joined an established motorcycle club and is part of that brotherhood now. He always wanted that, and thats cool if he wants it. But I have wishes in my heart. I wish we had lived in SoCal, and I wish he and I had found The Sinners, or they had found us. The Sinners, I believe, are what we were really searching for. It's what he and I were, working out of his shop, building our rides and terrorizing the countryside on our contraptions. In our hearts and spirits, I believe that we were always Sinners. I guess thats why I dont find ChopperTown: The Sinners life changing...just entertaining and refreshing that someone has finally made an honest movie about real scooter jockeys who are also real people.