Shooting an import car show is not a strenuous task. All it requires is two hours of your weekend, a bag of film, and a willingness to go up to pretty girls and ask them to pose for the camera. When they give you that look of disgust because your eyes never really look into hers, but at her chest, it makes it all worthwhile. The rest of it is gossiping with friends that you just finished chatting with on AIM only an hour before your arrival. When I'm working, I don't worry about boiled hamburgers from the cafeteria and $10 cups of soda-no, friends, it's one big happy party and the party's in Vision Entertainment's hands, er, pants, er...whatever.
There was nothing out of the ordinary at this particular IREV. This was simply a collaboration of So Cal's top car clubs under one roof to display the vehicular fortitude that we have all come to appreciate while living in the City of Angels. They're flashy, fast, yet not too furious-just tinkering on the edge of perfection and too good for your hoochie ass to sit on. Team Hybrid, Quick Tech, Team Flux, and many others came in droves, some with so many cars that you began to wonder if it was the Team [fill in your car club's name here] show instead of Import Revolution. The JDM fanatics were also out and about, and old-school diehards like Chad Costello and his nicely done EF four-door were one of the top items on display. Nothing out of the ordinary it seems, but are these very words simply the bitter remarks of a jaded Super Street editor who has nothing better to do on his weekends off? Heavens no! Let's take a look at a conversation I held with myself:Enthusiastic Jonny: Hey man, look-those are some tiiiight JDM Civics in that corner. Want to walk over there and check them out?
Jaded Jonny: Nah, I'm gonna use the john real quick. Can you hold my camera? Thanks. [rushes to restroom; returns in an hour]
Enthusiastic Jonny: You missed out! They had these crazy DJs up on stage and a group of freaky girls came up for a booty contest. Oh my gosh, I think I'm in love. Let's go and try to get her phone number!
Jaded Jonny: You go ahead. I'm kind of hungry and those $10 hot dogs look really good. Hold my camera, will ya? You rule.
Enthusiastic Jonny: No man, you rule.[another hour passes]
Enthusiastic Jonny: Right, so that girl I told you about? Well, she has a boyfriend, but she said she has a couple friends who she could introduce us to. I said we could meet them after the show because we were still looking at all of these great cars. Is that all right with you?
Jaded Jonny: What? You idiot! Let's go over there right now! Remember, I have a camera!
My doctor says that with medication and weekly consultations, I'll be able to live a normal life just like all the other kids. Sure, my mind vacillates between my jaded and enthusiastic selves, but I think it's good to have an inconsistent train of thought chugging along. I've gone quite insane now; perhaps it's time to stop shoving my face into my exhaust every morning for a fresh whiff of carbon monoxide. And the voices? They'll go away some day.