One Ride embodies the rhythm of motion and the harmony of a shared journey. The riders, though distinct in their individuality, converge in the same direction—an expression of collective purpose and the unspoken bond among those who ride.
Created with traditional Chinese ink, each stroke captures movement, energy, and unity, mirroring the organic nature of cycling itself—graceful yet powerful, fleeting yet eternal. This piece is a tribute to the unity found in movement, a celebration of the road that brings us together.
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Date of release: March 2025
Sheet size: A1 (840mm X 594mm)
Print Quality: Offset Lithographic Printing using 1 spot Pantone Black. Printed on 220gsm Maple White paper. Suitable for archival use.
A trio of surf rock chords stakes its claim, followed by a lupine howl. The Peawees’ “The Wolf” is either the tightest goof ever played or dead serious about its garage rock business, wolves and all.
The Peawees are from Italy, with roughly three decades of that old-time rock and roll behind them. One Ride is their seventh album, a taut, wholly enjoyable punk/garage/surf/soul juggernaut, which sounds like the Seeds, the Electric Prunes, Wimple Witch and the Sonics mashed up in a blender. They’re like the Nuggets Box Set come to life, complete with dark shades and leather jackets.
“The Wolf” is maybe my favorite, delivering its razor-sharp garage-soul rant with an endearing, b-movie horror eccentricity. The guitars stab like knives, the vocals rasp with blue-eyed soul fervor and everybody in the band caterwauls like a pack of wolves. What more could you ask for?
But let’s say you don’t dig furry energy. You ask, does this band have to say about that age-old garage rock trope, driving a car? And indeed it does. Rollicking “Drive” takes the hotrod out for one more spin, car stereo blaring. Romantic disappointment? Life in freefall? Get in the car, man. “And I drive and drive and drive, drive until the sun is gone, to a place I don’t recall.”
Or what about that other well-established convention in rock ‘n roll, the dangerous but lovely femme fatale? The Peawees have got you covered with “She Cries as She Kills,” a slanting, rushing, psychedelic garage rampage about a girl with secrets, with complications, with (we assume) a killer body. It’s fire, it’s shadow, it’s a forbidden passion wrapped in 1960s soul call and response. She’s addicted to pain, but who’s addicted to her?
By now, you may have gathered that the Peawees aren’t exactly breaking new ground. But this, and I can’t emphasize it enough, IS NOT A KNOCK. One Ride is about as much fun as you can have with a turntable and a couple of speakers. It’s tightly played and cleverly written, not a hair out of place as it curves around another corner at 90 m.p.h. If you ever dug that crazy 1960s dayglo garage, you will like this, too, I promise.
This week on On the Road with Mickey our feature topic is One Ride, Many Parks, as we look at rides that span multiple Disney parks! Also in this week's episode: Cheddar from the Big Cheese, Question of the Week feedback, This Day in Disney History, A Little Bit of Walt, and Stump the Soph!
Growing up in the MC, Delilah ‘Doll’ Reklinger has always known what it means to have a family. As the club President’s daughter, Doll has always been protected and loved by every member and their families. With that status comes a downside….her dating life! Men do not want to tangle with Roundman….much less the members of the Hellions.
Doll finds herself the target of an attack on the MC.…
