Black Heart, Black Soul

I’m not sure if that was ever a reference to anything other than gothic morbidity, but whenever anyone ever requested an all black wheel set at Wright Bros that gregarious german Hotte would utter the doomed words: “black heart, black soul.”

Some things stick in my head, and I’ve taken this utterance with me to the shop I’m at now. The above wheelset—NMSW Deep V in the rear, and a low profile Aerohead up front, built to the customer’s black IRO (Formula) hubs looks good. The order was placed and the nipple and spoke color choice was emphasized: black. 

I understood, and expected, the customer’s askance look at what I said next. Of course the dude wasn’t on the same macabre wavelength I was. There’s no reason such darkness should be inspired by a guy wanting a sexy new wheelset to match his sexy new track bike, by all means, black goes extremely well with orange. But nonetheless, we all harbor dismal thoughts down in the depths of our being, and therefore…

Black heart, black soul.

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