Body Dumper Track for Week of May 17, 2010

“LA just didn’t get it. They were all on the wrong drug for us. They were on acid and we were basically drinking beer. We fit much more in Detroit than we did anywhere else….”

                                                       - Alice Cooper

This is an audio/visual relic that is undoubtedly priceless. “Is It My Body” was originally released in 1971 on the “Love It To Death” LP. A landmark album for all muscle car Dumper motor heads and public park burnouts. Never before had the Dumper enthusiast been given a soundtrack so visceral and theatrical. Alice Cooper originally formed in Phoenix but relocated to the Body Dumper and musically rich city of Detroit in the late 1960’s. Alice Cooper rode the wave of hard edged Dumper rock with the likes of The MC5, The Stooges, SRC, and The Third Power. Milking the Ann Arbor/Detroit scene for all it was worth, the band eventually achieved major recognition. But only their front man had longevity with a muy successful solo career.

It must be noted however, that the bands early work is clearly their best. The original line up is and was the most Body Dumper approved incarnation of the band. Alice was a freak show and the center piece. But the creative contributions from the backing members are subtly just as vital. In even groovier news, this performance was taped at the Detroit Tube Works studios. Tube Works consistently showcased the best local talent. This is the rawest footage available of the band. Alice is out of his mind, the band is perfecting long hair, and they are rocking fist pumping Body Dumper anthems.

2 years ago
San Diego, California Moments after our SD trans-community Dumper chase, we were given a gift for all of our hard work. I stopped in the middle of the road to get a picture here. Once again K-Mur did the honors while I watched out for drunk, PB thick-necks driving white trucks with customized lift kits.. If you look in the background near the porch, you see an Arthur Leigh Allen type giving us the eye. This scenario seems ominous since Khenny had been playing “Hurdy Gurdy Man” on her phone all day. He may be the owner of this BD. Perhaps he thought we were going to deface his beloved Dumper. Little did he know we were celebrating an era of American engineering genius. Good - bye.

San Diego, California

Moments after our SD trans-community Dumper chase, we were given a gift for all of our hard work. I stopped in the middle of the road to get a picture here. Once again K-Mur did the honors while I watched out for drunk, PB thick-necks driving white trucks with customized lift kits.. If you look in the background near the porch, you see an Arthur Leigh Allen type giving us the eye. This scenario seems ominous since Khenny had been playing “Hurdy Gurdy Man” on her phone all day. He may be the owner of this BD. Perhaps he thought we were going to deface his beloved Dumper. Little did he know we were celebrating an era of American engineering genius. Good - bye.

2 years ago

San Diego, California

Sometimes when you chastise a child you inspire a paradigm shift. And if you are a real hero, you will even give them a ride in to the shadows of the unfamiliar. I gave San Diego a very hard time last week. My street team does good work normally. But there has been in a lull in their output. So I had to go deown there and inspire. I consider myself a general inspiration to most. My impeccable fitness and chronic sunshiny outlook are adored and envied. However, this particular weekend in SD bypassed inspiration, and simply became a Body Dumper clinic. When you are in a high speed Dumper chase from La Jolla to Pacific Beach, it’s another level.

I had two students with me: K-Mur and Khenny. Needless to say they passed the test. I first noticed this Dumper making a left on to the street I was driving on (Picture 1). Eventually it was behind us and a cleaner picture seemed impossible. But I drifted in to the left lane and let her pass. By doing this, I let a Mistubishi become wedged between us and the Dumper. We were going through roundabout after roundabout trying to catch her. Finally, we had our chance. I think the BD driver knew we were after her. She was doing sick Dumper peel out turns trying to create distance. Both K-Mur and Khenny were feverishly snapping pics though. After a full blown 40 MPH turn on to Cass street, we caught up to it (Pictures 3 & 4). Khenny got a jem from the backseat (Picture 4). It was beyond monster.

The call back center in San Diego will remain open. I am glad I made the pilgrimage deown there to straighten things out. But K-Mur and Khenny deserve credit for staying hard and getting monster. I  could not have done it without you squirrels. Please, if you see a Dumper and don’t have a clear view for a picture, relentlessly and recklessly follow it. Make us all proud and do some Pulitzer photo work.

2 years ago

Body Dumper Track for Week of May 3, 2010

This week’s Body Dumper anthem come form the Dramatics. “In the Rain” was released in 1972. I think we all enjoyed a reprieve from the head bashing last week. Todd was a a breath of fresh air. This will be as well. It’s something for couples and backwards skating at the roller rink. White turtleneck  sweaters and brown suede roller skates. A song that might even show the softer side of a Larry Tinsley type.

Enjoy the soft and gentle sound of “In the Rain”. I can’t promise it will remain this calm and sensual at bodydumpers.com. But we will keep the listening interests of all of our fans in mind. Enjoy coupling this song with images of slow Dumper turns through quiet city streets.

2 years ago
San Diego, California San Diego has not been giving me much to work with lately. So I had to go down there and do it myself. We may be closing our call back center there. It’s too early to tell though. Found this when I was en route to a real groovy birthday party. My first stop was in Pacific Beach. Typically, this area of San Diego is teeming with tired collegiate strange smelling like last nights booze. A place where skate board apparel is acceptable to wear well in to your 40’s. So it was the last destination I expected to find impeccable taste. I was late meeting my friends for dinner. Plus, I was having a hard time finding my way around. Numerous times I wanted to bail on looking for parking and go “get high” at Fatburger. Tell every one I was running late and just beat up on a  bacon cheeseburger. I stayed hard though and got a glimpse of beauty. Poking out past the late 90’s Chevy Cavaliers, worn out Civics, and the rare but groovy micro bus, was this. It was in beautiful shape and had no noticeable cosmetic damage. All four hubcaps remained as well. The waning minutes of daylight give us just enough hope for a brighter Pacific Beach tomorrow. Suggesting the party will be even better than it was today. If that were even possible. We realize that Body Dumpers are vital part of SoCal culture. Just like the rhythmic lapping of the waves is a permanent fixture, so is the guttural hum of a Dumper engine. Southern California never disappointments with its abundance of Dumpers. 

San Diego, California

San Diego has not been giving me much to work with lately. So I had to go down there and do it myself. We may be closing our call back center there. It’s too early to tell though. Found this when I was en route to a real groovy birthday party. My first stop was in Pacific Beach. Typically, this area of San Diego is teeming with tired collegiate strange smelling like last nights booze. A place where skate board apparel is acceptable to wear well in to your 40’s. So it was the last destination I expected to find impeccable taste.

I was late meeting my friends for dinner. Plus, I was having a hard time finding my way around. Numerous times I wanted to bail on looking for parking and go “get high” at Fatburger. Tell every one I was running late and just beat up on a  bacon cheeseburger. I stayed hard though and got a glimpse of beauty. Poking out past the late 90’s Chevy Cavaliers, worn out Civics, and the rare but groovy micro bus, was this. It was in beautiful shape and had no noticeable cosmetic damage. All four hubcaps remained as well. The waning minutes of daylight give us just enough hope for a brighter Pacific Beach tomorrow. Suggesting the party will be even better than it was today. If that were even possible.

We realize that Body Dumpers are vital part of SoCal culture. Just like the rhythmic lapping of the waves is a permanent fixture, so is the guttural hum of a Dumper engine. Southern California never disappointments with its abundance of Dumpers. 

2 years ago

Body Dumper Track for Week of April 26, 2010

This week’s Body Dumper anthem is “Hello It’s Me” from Todd Rundgren. It initially appeared on “Something/Anything” in 1972. This particular live appearance was on the 1970’s television show “The Midnight Special”.  The last few weeks have been for the headbangers. But I assume that all of you understand my song choices. The Dumper aesthetic would not be as monster as it is without its soundtracks. Sometimes rowdy parties and gravel peel outs are what the night calls for. So we like to cater to many different BD scenarios that may have happened.

Todd is sick. I don’t think that’s an issue. This is proper Body Dumper whimsy here. Some would even call it “light rock”. I will not disagree with that. It’s certainly a softer number to be enjoyed with casual dress from the JC Penney ‘73 winter  catalog. It’s a song your mom could play while having a cocktail party on a Friday night. Or you may have heard it at your middle school dance. Versatility is an understatement. Todd also had credibility with the rockers and the burnouts. So even though it’s a softer number, it still can cater to both sides of the Body Dumper user.

2 years ago
Portland, Oregon I have to offer a special thanks to Oregon native Kristen Murino for this. She has helped to complete the Pacific coast portion of our Body Dumper puzzle. We certainly had California, and eventually Washington. But there has been some reluctance in Portland to get fully involved with our work. You respect that yeah? Perhaps there are not as many Foul Play Enthusiasts (FPE) up there. This is a very clean Dumper. It does not have the evil incarnate aesthetic that so many others do. Yet that dated copper finish and the semi-smooshed design make up for its lack of cosmetic flaws. Maybe we should be less leery of a clean Dumper? It’s a classic car right? Let’s not be so naive. Prior BD experiences indicate all Dumpers have potential to be used in the midst of foul play. We can safely assume this one has been dormant. But it may not remain.

Portland, Oregon

I have to offer a special thanks to Oregon native Kristen Murino for this. She has helped to complete the Pacific coast portion of our Body Dumper puzzle. We certainly had California, and eventually Washington. But there has been some reluctance in Portland to get fully involved with our work. You respect that yeah? Perhaps there are not as many Foul Play Enthusiasts (FPE) up there.

This is a very clean Dumper. It does not have the evil incarnate aesthetic that so many others do. Yet that dated copper finish and the semi-smooshed design make up for its lack of cosmetic flaws. Maybe we should be less leery of a clean Dumper? It’s a classic car right? Let’s not be so naive. Prior BD experiences indicate all Dumpers have potential to be used in the midst of foul play. We can safely assume this one has been dormant. But it may not remain.

2 years ago
Warren, Michigan I found myself, conveniently at the epcienter of call me back culture in Warren, MI. It was a chance to traverse suburban Detroit’s mile roads and admire the smattering of White Castles and Buffet eateries. I had an opportunity to break loose from work for an hour and I took it. I figured I would indulge in a second lunch and get a sack of 5. In the midst of looking for a White Castle I was driving west on 12 mile road. Just west of Van Dyke I spotted this Dumper making a slow and creaky turn. It was one of those good days when all motor skills were crisp and refined. I retrieved my phone and effortlessly enabled my camera. My timing was perfect. In part because you see all of her unobstructed. But also, the background is the grounds of the General Motors Technical Facility. Call me back! A Dumper with some sick blanket gray in the background, and the campus of past Dumper innovations…in the same shot! Needless to say my BD destiny this day was preferable. It’s always a pleasure to see BDs in MI since they were first designed and likely made there. The weather is unfavorable for Dumper longevity in Detroit. But some jewels are still in circulation.

Warren, Michigan

I found myself, conveniently at the epcienter of call me back culture in Warren, MI. It was a chance to traverse suburban Detroit’s mile roads and admire the smattering of White Castles and Buffet eateries. I had an opportunity to break loose from work for an hour and I took it. I figured I would indulge in a second lunch and get a sack of 5. In the midst of looking for a White Castle I was driving west on 12 mile road. Just west of Van Dyke I spotted this Dumper making a slow and creaky turn. It was one of those good days when all motor skills were crisp and refined. I retrieved my phone and effortlessly enabled my camera.

My timing was perfect. In part because you see all of her unobstructed. But also, the background is the grounds of the General Motors Technical Facility. Call me back! A Dumper with some sick blanket gray in the background, and the campus of past Dumper innovations…in the same shot! Needless to say my BD destiny this day was preferable. It’s always a pleasure to see BDs in MI since they were first designed and likely made there. The weather is unfavorable for Dumper longevity in Detroit. But some jewels are still in circulation.

2 years ago

Body Dumper Track for Week of April 19, 2010

“Looking at You” by the MC5 is this week’s Body Dumper anthem. This song was originally released on the “Back In The USA” album in 1970. This live performance was shot at Wayne State University’s Tartar Field in the summer of 1970. You can actually see Dumpers whipping on The I-75 freeway during portions of the performance. That’s only part of the reason we are hearing from The MC5 this week. I have been in Detroit working on a car commercial for the last 5 days. I spent time chasing Dumpers in Warren, Madison Heights, and even all the way up to Lansing. Nothing would be a better soundtrack for my current surroundings then the MC5. Their sound is comparable to the engine of a muscle car Dumper. They were the embodiment of the Detroit manufacturing aesthetic with their brash attitude and killer stage presence. Even though their lead singer had the look of a middle school lunch lady, they were still the cockiest and most intense band of their era. Perfect music for bleak Midwestern surroundings, and Hines Park beer busts.

2 years ago

Body Dumper Track for Week of April 12, 2010

This one is certainly not for the faint of heart. It is a heavy mid 70s homage to the White Lady. “Snowblind” by Black Sabbath was originally released in 1972 on their fourth album. But this performance was filmed in 1975 and reveals important cultural artifacts. The haircuts alone could tell the whole story. But when they are coupled with incessant 70’s concert clapping from the audience, things get very monster. Not to mention this may be the greatest song ever written about taking drugs. Which we all know was somewhat integral to a major portion of BD history. I think you will like this one. If you are in the business of doing favors for yourself, watch all of Sabbath’s 1970s performances on YouTube. They are all very worthwhile. And most of all…enjoy that rhythm section.

2 years ago
Los Angeles, California I have to admit it’s been a tough week. First, I found out my 2 for 1 Whopper coupon expired late Sunday night (This was Monday at 8am when I pulled up to the window to pay for my breakfast). Then, I hear my alternative health guru had his radio show taken off the air in LA. So there I am getting all black cloud, and I get inspired to go to the YMCA. Exercise is always a real mood booster I hear. But I often sloth around the gym with extreme reluctance. I will have my NBA fantasies and shoot some hoops, and then sort of hit the weights. I always get the idea that I will be more diligent at the gym tomorrow. At that point I end up cooking in the sauna for an hour until an old man carries me out by my armpits. But this time my visit to the Hollywood YMCA proved to be muy monster. I pulled in to park and there she was: Sick off white beauty with no visible damage. I got excited and snapped a photo while being honked at by an angry Yoga instructor. Needles to say it looks like I won in the end. This was my fourth dumper of the day. I was all over LA in my pony this morning. I drove to the deep valley, then deownteown, and then what I did was…. Well, you get the picture. By far, this was the best BD I saw all day. And my workout was stellar too. I went hard on the treadmill and almost threw up. You could say I was out of practice.

Los Angeles, California

I have to admit it’s been a tough week. First, I found out my 2 for 1 Whopper coupon expired late Sunday night (This was Monday at 8am when I pulled up to the window to pay for my breakfast). Then, I hear my alternative health guru had his radio show taken off the air in LA. So there I am getting all black cloud, and I get inspired to go to the YMCA. Exercise is always a real mood booster I hear. But I often sloth around the gym with extreme reluctance. I will have my NBA fantasies and shoot some hoops, and then sort of hit the weights. I always get the idea that I will be more diligent at the gym tomorrow. At that point I end up cooking in the sauna for an hour until an old man carries me out by my armpits.

But this time my visit to the Hollywood YMCA proved to be muy monster. I pulled in to park and there she was: Sick off white beauty with no visible damage. I got excited and snapped a photo while being honked at by an angry Yoga instructor. Needles to say it looks like I won in the end. This was my fourth dumper of the day. I was all over LA in my pony this morning. I drove to the deep valley, then deownteown, and then what I did was…. Well, you get the picture. By far, this was the best BD I saw all day. And my workout was stellar too. I went hard on the treadmill and almost threw up. You could say I was out of practice.

2 years ago
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Body Dumper Track for Week of April 5, 2010

“Silly Putty” by Stan Clarke is this week’s BD anthem. Mid 70’s electro-jazz funk often makes me look the other way. But Stan seems to be the exception. This one could work as a party song or simply for swervin’ and pervin’ through the urban streets of America. Enjoy that progressive slap bass and keep your eyes on the road.

2 years ago
Minneapolis, Minnesota It’s been a little quiet on the bodydmpers.com front this week. I apologize for that. It’s not from a lack of contributions I assure you. Our eager street team has been keeping up their end of the deal with submissions. I have been spending time with my life coach and mentor. He has suggested intense sessions of mindfulness therapy, coupled with a soy milk enema regimen. I should be going out of body by mid afternoon on Friday if it all works out. With that said, I would like to welcome the great state of Minnesota to the ultimate stage for sheet metal and big trunks. Sam Case, a student at the University of Minnesota, snapped this for us on his way to class. It is a early to mid 1960’s Cadillac. I have been seeing so many Cadillacs lately. It’s certainly one of the more prevalent Dumpers in the world today. The rust pattern on this whip is great. clearly the product of some harsh Midwestern winters. Although this car is in pretty great shape. It’s straddling the line of classic car and Body Dumper. But my guess is it belongs to a collegiate eccentric uninterested in automotive resoration. So it spins out of control in to the arena of Body Dumper. The light dusting of snow is a delicate and unique touch. It’s our first glimpse of deep winter sickness. The light snow coupled with the blanket gray makes for a cozy Midwestern landscape. The ominous BD with a missing hubcap, completes our winter canvas with a splash of mystery.

Minneapolis, Minnesota

It’s been a little quiet on the bodydmpers.com front this week. I apologize for that. It’s not from a lack of contributions I assure you. Our eager street team has been keeping up their end of the deal with submissions.

I have been spending time with my life coach and mentor. He has suggested intense sessions of mindfulness therapy, coupled with a soy milk enema regimen. I should be going out of body by mid afternoon on Friday if it all works out.

With that said, I would like to welcome the great state of Minnesota to the ultimate stage for sheet metal and big trunks. Sam Case, a student at the University of Minnesota, snapped this for us on his way to class. It is a early to mid 1960’s Cadillac. I have been seeing so many Cadillacs lately. It’s certainly one of the more prevalent Dumpers in the world today.

The rust pattern on this whip is great. clearly the product of some harsh Midwestern winters. Although this car is in pretty great shape. It’s straddling the line of classic car and Body Dumper. But my guess is it belongs to a collegiate eccentric uninterested in automotive resoration. So it spins out of control in to the arena of Body Dumper. The light dusting of snow is a delicate and unique touch. It’s our first glimpse of deep winter sickness. The light snow coupled with the blanket gray makes for a cozy Midwestern landscape. The ominous BD with a missing hubcap, completes our winter canvas with a splash of mystery.

2 years ago

Body Dumper Track for week of March 29, 2010

“Chase” composed by Giorgio Moroder is this week’s BD anthem. It appeared in the film “Midnight Express”. The year was 1978. The US was balls deep in an energy crisis, Ozzy was no longer in Black Sabbath, and disco ruled the airwaves. The world was in a place of unfamiliarity. The 1980’s loomed like a diabetic in the candy aisle. But even with all this uncertainty, the Body Dumper remained part of the American ethos. In fact, the late 70’s may be the most monster era for the Dumper. Sick disco parties in all major cities provided a playground for the hedonist. And the BD was there for every late night after party, drug run, and roller skating sesh.

2 years ago
Los Angeles, California This is the Frankenstein Dumper I referenced in a previous post. It was submitted a while back by Peter. I wanted to re-post it for a few reasons. It needs to be taken off the shelf and exposed again. It was in contention for Dumper of the year in 2009. Finally, it is a worthy opponent to Ed Smith’s cobweb Dumper. The name Frankenstein applies to the midsection of this BD. It looks like a station wagon was severed in two, then the middle part of a limousine was added to the mid-section. How else could that happen? I don’t think it was just a limo. I’ve never seen a limousine station wagon. Needless to say it’s unreal. It’s a hotel on wheels, and a mobile morgue all in one. The possibilities are endless. It’s important to mention that I have an association with the Frankenstein moniker. It was a hot SoCal summer day and I was sweating balls per usual. I attempted a push toward healthy living so I thought a walk to Carl’s Jr. would be better than a drive. On the walk home, my shirt started showing puddles. I was cooking so bad, I had to hustle. All those Target shoppers on La Brea were going to be pointing and laughing. So as I made my way east on Santa Monica, I passed one of the “girls” who works the area. She was a transexual prostitute with sprinter thighs and wider lats than me. I gave her a startled up and down glance which was not well received. (Let me just say I was not looking my best either. I was reeling from a shitty haircut, and water retention had worked its way in to my daily routine). She looked at me and said : “Mothafucka you look like Frankenstein!” I made it home safely and without incident.

Los Angeles, California

This is the Frankenstein Dumper I referenced in a previous post. It was submitted a while back by Peter. I wanted to re-post it for a few reasons. It needs to be taken off the shelf and exposed again. It was in contention for Dumper of the year in 2009. Finally, it is a worthy opponent to Ed Smith’s cobweb Dumper.

The name Frankenstein applies to the midsection of this BD. It looks like a station wagon was severed in two, then the middle part of a limousine was added to the mid-section. How else could that happen? I don’t think it was just a limo. I’ve never seen a limousine station wagon. Needless to say it’s unreal. It’s a hotel on wheels, and a mobile morgue all in one. The possibilities are endless.

It’s important to mention that I have an association with the Frankenstein moniker. It was a hot SoCal summer day and I was sweating balls per usual. I attempted a push toward healthy living so I thought a walk to Carl’s Jr. would be better than a drive. On the walk home, my shirt started showing puddles. I was cooking so bad, I had to hustle. All those Target shoppers on La Brea were going to be pointing and laughing. So as I made my way east on Santa Monica, I passed one of the “girls” who works the area. She was a transexual prostitute with sprinter thighs and wider lats than me. I gave her a startled up and down glance which was not well received. (Let me just say I was not looking my best either. I was reeling from a shitty haircut, and water retention had worked its way in to my daily routine). She looked at me and said : “Mothafucka you look like Frankenstein!” I made it home safely and without incident.

2 years ago