Rockabilly Bash 2019

Pin-up girls? Check. Tattoo contest? Check. Mini bike action on the dirt track? Check. Bands? Tons. Tire smoke? More than plenty…. this is the AZ Rockabilly Bash 2019 hosted on the shores of Lake Pleasant, just a few minutes north of Phoenix. The Bash is a 3 day festival style event with camping/RV parking, a 300 foot “hole shot contest”, tons of great bands and a highly competitive burnout competition. With a variety of on-site activities and the events proximity to town you will have the choice to fully relax or wear yourself out behind the wheel on some scenic backroads in the area. A super fun event with a small town, family friendly feel… thanks to the small group of enthusiasts that put on the show. Whatever your plans are for next March, we suggest you change them and plan to attend the Rockabilly Bash! In the meantime enjoy this little teaser video or check our youtube channel for coverage of 2018’s event!

The “High Life” Reel….

A look back to some of the things we’ve done and pointed cameras at…. the end of an era. Now that we’re joined forces with Tyler and TxP Media the days of the oil on the lens, low-res video, are over. Mostly over… I’ll still share those cell phone videos from around the shop, don’t worry.  So here it is, the last, Church of Speed, edited in the bathroom on cell phone movie……  -nick

Government Work….

During WWII, some sensitive tasks were given directly to a worker, and his supervisor might not be authorized to know exactly what it was. Thus the response when the supervisor questions what appears to be personal work done on company time: “it’s government work.”….

That’s not what’s happening in this video at all….

Flashback thirty-some years. As I remember it, my Dad had told a caller that the shop was closed for the day but “we” were there finishing up some “government work”. We… Ha! I don’t think I had even started school yet, but I do remember asking him what our shitty little canoe trailer had to do with the government. Back  to present day and you can find me after hours and weekends making those federal dollars. Like these secret things that are a…. big secret. We’ll show you where they’re going to end up in a coming feature, but for now enjoy a peek into the process of trimming a bit of fat and fixing up an old set of (secret things; ed.)…

The Copperstate 1000 Rally… basically a photo-dump and a lame 200 words.

“Pull in there dude,” I told my buddy, “park this sum-bitch in the show….”

There was an expression of hesitation on his face as we noticed the looks on the faces of the fellas guarding the premier parking situation, armored in day-glo vests, armed with orange construction flags… ready to send these greasers in a flat black ’40 Ford pickup down the road to park like suckers amongst the mini vans and rental cars. It’s just so much more fun to fall into the line up of Ferraris, 911’s…  let’s just say the spectator parking was as nearly as good as the big show.

Inside the stadium, the variety of cars about to depart for a thousand mile tour of the The Grand Canyon State is impressive and quite interesting. From the Lamborghini Islero to the many 356’s to the Dino’s and Split window’s and racecars and even a Tatra 87…. google that…. the attitude on the field is quite casual and quite frankly made me quite jealous that I didn’t get to tag along to see these cars on the open road.

Here’s a little video we threw together high lighting a few of our favorite cars in the show and a few as they pulled off the grass and onto the highway….

Video killed the radio star…

We’ve come up with the brilliant idea to start making little videos or episodes or shows or whatever you want to call them. We have no idea what we’re doing and no idea which direction we’ll go with it. As usual we’ll wing it and let the world be our oyster….


Feel free to let us know what we’re doing wrong.


Somebody will surely call bullshit….

You guys are never gonna believe this…

On my way in to the shop this morning in the roadster, I pulled up to a red light. Spidey senses tingling, I look over my shoulder only to see one of Phoenix’ finest creeping up on my quarter panel. He’s rolling his window down and I’m thinking for sure the open headers have finally got me busted. No such luck… He looks the car over and then to me saying “Let’s race”. I give him a little throttle blip and the light goes green. He lit outta there like a scalded dog. Son. Of. A. Bitch…. I just got smoked by a cop!


It’s the weekend. And it’s time to hit the streets. We’ll be out cruising along (and trying to keep up) with some of the guys that are out there yanking the skinnies in back alleys and side streets. If they’re cool they’ll even let me post the pics…

Not Rich’s Corvette…

If you know the real story behind the “Not Rich’s Corvette” gag, you can spill the beans if you like.  I secretly hope he punks us one day and shows up in his mystery C1…. but that’s never going to happen.


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