Wasn’t all work and no play while in Japan for last weeks Greenroom Festival. We had a little down time left so rather than resting on our laurels we figured it was an ideal opportunity to drop in on old time friends and like minded individuals over at Bratstyle. It’s no secret that Japanese bike builders were hugely influential to what and who we are. Right back to before the big bang when Deus ex Machina came into being, we’d visit Takamine down at his shop to see what him and the guys were tinkering on. Predominantly builders of choppers (they do an amazing funny chopper) and bobbers they can and have built almost every conceivable variation in-between. Seems they do have one rule. Nothing under 250cc. I can understand it, though here in Indonesia we’d be out of work. They since moved into a big bright new place. You enter via handbar door handle to this sensational showroom à la homage everything mechanical. Wander around and suddenly your out back in this wonderful workshop. The place is chock-a-block full of tools to machine almost every part of a bike, from block to brake, seat to suspension and muffler to markings. Add to that their huge inventory of original parts and you can see how they retain control from the ‘go to wow.’ Look closely and you’ll see that their high level of detail is total testament to that. Here’s a few image of the place, just enough to wet your appetite so next time you find yourself near Kita-ku,Tokyo you wont forget to pop in to check it all out…
We've just opened our latest cosy den of desire to reignite your smile and realign your style. We’ve hung our new season's range of clothes, perfect for the haul, whether long or short, cut for those who’re sticking around and speaking their mind.
Heralding from a thirty-year lineage, this 1998 CB400SF was rescued in Java and reborn with a single purpose: to become a proper weekly rider. Lifted in stance and sharpened in spirit, the Viridis Viator, the Green Traveller, lives for clean lines, quiet power, and the long way inland.
The ambition for this Kawasaki W800 was simple: dial down the stock noise, while creating something that was subtly custom, runs clean, while building something that wouldn’t look wildly out of place doing the sacred scoot down to Bondi for an overpriced long black.