Go Little Honda
Of all the odes to bike culture that have ever emerged across the media platforms, the Beach Boy-penned sixties hit Little Honda by the Hondells is one of the least expected.
You might normally associate west coast petroliste cool with burbling ’55 gassers, hogs and T-Birds, but somewhere in the wake of the surf pop boom of the early sixties (just before the invasion of the Beatles) there was a blip.
Getting around as a teeny bopper could mean cheap, accessible fun every bit as much as the weighty machismo of 400 or so cubic inches.
Innocent times. And kind of cool with it.
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