🕯️ The Gospel According to Saint Nick (Drag City Edition)

We call upon the author to explain…

Crowd of people walking towards the ticket booth at Drag City Raceway under a sign that reads 'DRAG CITY RACEWAY - TICKETS'.
Two men smiling and posing together outdoors, one wearing a 'Don't Tread on Me' shirt, with vintage cars and a crowd in the background.

But no answers come… only smoke, grease, and the great huffing of carburetors.

Here at Drag City, we take that silence and make it holy.
We keep the mess intact.
We don’t sand down the rust, or airbrush the scars.

Two classic muscle cars racing on a drag strip with a cheering crowd in the background.

Because Nick Cave told us the truth before anyone else would:

  • The world is filthy.
  • People are hypocrites.
  • Love and death live side by side.
  • And God, if He’s there at all, is probably laughing through broken teeth.
A vintage motel scene featuring the 'Drag-O-Way Motel' sign, a classic car parked in front, and two shirtless men standing outside the motel room. Palm trees and a diner sign are visible in the background.
A man with a beard wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt featuring a logo and a red cap, sitting against a palm tree, with vintage trailers in the background.

Drag City runs on that gospel.
It’s not Madison Avenue slick. It’s not Silicon Valley sanitized.
It’s raw: stocky bodies in threadbare Levi’s, seedy motels, battered muscle cars,
spectators who know sin is part of the show.

This place belongs to the patron saint of beautiful collapse,
Nick Cave — preacher, poet, trickster, mourner.
He blesses the burnout marks on Dead Man’s Curve.
He baptizes our engines in oil and fire.
He reminds us that stories matter more than explanations.

Here, in Wardglenn, we don’t ask the author to explain anymore.
We just race, remember, and make it loud enough that we will be remembered!

Traffic on a highway with a billboard advertising 'Henry's Dream' by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, alongside a sign for Bear Valley Rd and Drag City Raceway, surrounded by palm trees during sunset.

Prolix! Prolix! Nothing a pair of scissors can’t fix!

Wow, this must be the 3rd or 4th song I’ve posted on this blog just from this one album, but I do LOVE “Old Nick” so! His music has been with me for most of my life, and I’ll put his work up against any other balladeer out there! So yes, dear readers, this was another “indulgent one” from your music-loving gearhead blogger, but coming up this weekend I’ve got something special for you…

A cylindrical can of Nalley's Crunchy Potato Rings with a yellow and red label, featuring the words 'NEW!' and 'POTATO RINGS'.

I don’t usually do an “Out of the Slot” post on the weekends, but we’re jumping out of the slot next Sunday to take a look at a topic this blog has never looked at before: FOOD! Ready for a nostalgic walk down the grocery store aisles of your childhood to take a look at all those products you haven’t seen in decades? Tune in for that, as well as a close-up look at an oft-neglected (but recently asked-about!) feature of the track! And, of course, more updates on the never-ending Diecast flood that threatens to drown my whole household in Hot Wheels! There are some awesome new releases getting unwrapped! All this and more coming up here at thunderjetheaven.com because, ya know, there’s ALWAYS something going on at Drag City!

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