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Interclub Yellow Snow Hot Rod Bash

On Saturday, January 11 th the Dominators assembled for another early winter interclub extravaganza. This bash was being hosted by the Alter Boys aka as the Axe Heads in Northboro. Disgustin, Cousin Vinny and Doug left North Arlington at 5:30 to meet more of the club members who were waiting at Denny’s Restaurant in Lexington.

The first detour was to a package store to gather up some adult beverages – No Big Deal.

Then Cousin Vinny requested we stop at another packy to buy some bottled water and macadamia nuts – No Big Deal! We’re thinking, an easy order to fill. Two more package stores later and still no luck. Now it’s becoming a Big Deal!

By 6:45 we are entering Stop & Shop for a last attempt. Vinny’s in the store about 25 minutes and of course he meets a few dozen long lost friends. Cousin Vinny gets into an argument with Habib and Sarwar and later exits with nothing. No water, no nuts and no time left. Remember, the party started at 5:00 p.m. BIG DEAL!

By 7:15 we meet up with Ward, Bucky, Roy, Gamache and NOS. They have waited over an hour for us but I figure - No Big Deal, it’s dark, the highway is wide open, let’s go for it and put the pedal down. Nope!

NOS is declared out of gas and the rest of the gang are toilet prepared. Remember, Denny’s serves very strong coffee, it’s cold out and our kidney’s are over 40/50 years old. Actually, I’m not sure that NOS has a kidney after bouncing around in the “T” bucket and Willy’s P/U for these past couple of years. The rest of the ride up was “Dominators Typical”.

Doug slept, Disgusting and Brad took turns top ending each other on the highway access ramps, and Vinny nodded off with visions of bottled water and macadamia nuts before his eyes.

Ward, Bucky, Costa and Gamache ate up an Arab’s oil field worth of gasoline in Ward’s Expedition while trying to keep up with us. We arrived in Northboro and the sun had not risen yet – so I guess that’s a good thing.

The driveway up to the house was marked with an Axe Head sign and an arrow pointing to the right – down to the “Black Diamond Trail” – Da da dah!!! (cue in the dramatic music)

Now the fun begins! It was like a toboggan run – the screaming of Disgustin’s passengers could barely overcome the noise of the wailing four cylinders and the scraping noises of the sheet metal grinding off the snow banks as we coursed over the eleven acres out in no-man’s land. The trail ended in front of an old horse barn with another workshop to it’s right. This was all surrounded by an odd yellow colored moat.

Exiting our overheated Camry bobsled we heard Ward whining about the lack of bare black top and adequate lighting in the parking area. Roy and Gamache immediately peppered him with yellow snowballs.

The crowd numbered about 17 car guys. We had celebrities there too! The kid who drove the evil red Plymouth in the Steven King novel “Christine” and a guy in a duct tape shirt who resembled Red Green were there signing autographs.

The Alter Boys are a very traditional group and this was a very traditional back woods party. No vinyl siding outside – and billet stuff inside this joint. We’re talking old wooden barns, wood stoves, rusty car parts and wicked hot cars. Button your plaid shirt up another notch, prop your work boots up against the stove, grab a beer and let the bull shit begin.

This was 1959 all over again. We all bonded, laughed, boasted, drank and ate as if we didn’t have a care in the world for the next several hours. The Alter Boys gave us a guided tour of the horse barn during the party – it held Pete Flaven’s chopped and channeled ’32 Chevy coupe with nail head power. It is a magazine feature car – REALLY!

Upstairs they had cowls, roadster quarter panels and other rare vintage sheet metal. Also in the back was Jim Gove’s latest find – a ’32 Ford pick up body with a square roll bar – the frame and the bed. It’s a real clean early New England drag rod with history.

Outside, Pete’s radical home built modified sat under a full moon surrounded by fresh fallen snow.

Shocking to see it now in gold paint. No Primer!!

Inside, it was “New England Speed” – late 50’s all over again. On the shelves were 94’s and 97’s, a flathead engine and parts in two opposite corners, nail head stuff, Olds and Caddy engine parts, some old vintage Corvette finned aluminum valve covers, ’39 Ford truck grills, old bumpers, way older spinner hub caps, more old sheet metal and many old automotive signs and garage gear.

There were no Northstars or automatic overdrive gearboxes in this house tonight. This place would have made Ralph Bannister show wood! The only new stuff in this place was the food and Brad.

The Axe Heads also inducted two more virgins into their club. Jarred and John were presented Axe Head club plaques. Tony Dower, publisher of Mag-Neto then proceeded to whip them with old yellowed port-a-walls while Jim Gove poured cold motor medic down their pants. There were tears in our eyes after Pete Flaven pricked everyone’s finger with a rusty road draft tube from a 348 Chevy and pronounced everyone blood brothers.

At the close of the bash we commissioned noted New England artist Jonathan Bradstreet to do a rendition of the yellow snow, hot rod party in oil. Jonathan asked, “Will that be 40W or 50W oil boys?”

Footnote

Ward broke out his siphon hose to get his shiny new Expedition back home – he siphoned every Alter Boys gas tank dry when he and his crew left in the early morning hours. Now the dumb ass needs four new catalytic converters and two new oxygen sensors. The Alter Boys run LEADED 104 octane fuel.

Special Events Reporter,

Disgustin aka Stoney