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a fun bike to grind out the miles on unless<br />

your body is youthful and elastic enough to<br />

help you bear the terrible pain.<br />

That lasted until 1992, when Tobey Gene<br />

bought a H-D tourer with the intent of<br />

chopping it. He took it for one long ride<br />

before putting it under the Sawzall, but on<br />

the ride, he discovered “...a funny thing...<br />

My arms and shoulders didn’t ache. I<br />

wasn’t rattled or tired.” He realized a<br />

touring rig was the ticket<br />

for enjoying the actual<br />

riding experience even<br />

more, which led to almost<br />

universal adoption of<br />

baggers throughout the<br />

club—Street Glides and<br />

Road Glides, for the most<br />

part, modded with lavish<br />

paint jobs, acres of chrome<br />

and sound systems that<br />

can disrupt weather<br />

patterns. He now owns<br />

a ‘99 Electra Glide Ultra<br />

Classic, although he hasn’t ridden it in a few<br />

years. Why not sell it and accept the role<br />

of elder statesman? He bristles a bit and<br />

tells me he’ll “stop riding when the old boy<br />

upstairs tells me to get off. When he tells<br />

me to get back on, I’ll ride, but I don’t care<br />

what anybody else says.”<br />

He really doesn’t. Tobey Gene has lived<br />

Sinatra’s “My Way,” starting the club in<br />

1958 with his brothers and friends (with<br />

cars at first) so they could enjoy the<br />

California dream as other young people<br />

did—driving, drinking, dancing to rock<br />

n’ roll—on their own terms. When they<br />

discovered motorcycles the next year, they<br />

all bought bikes—always Harleys—and<br />

never looked back. Their club (according<br />

to the autobiography,<br />

which is filled with a lot<br />

of good factual stuff but<br />

may also have some of the<br />

stories motorcycle clubs<br />

seem to have that get just<br />

a little more colorful with<br />

each telling) always had<br />

the fastest motorcycles,<br />

the best riders, the fiercest<br />

brawlers, the best-looking<br />

ladies and the sort of<br />

dances everybody wanted<br />

to crash.<br />

And yet, the Dragons seem to have gotten<br />

along well with (mostly) anybody and<br />

everybody. The Hell’s Angels are allies—<br />

Tobey and his brothers knew Sonny Barger<br />

before he started riding—other white<br />

clubs like them, and they’ve had a special<br />

relationship with the Oakland Police<br />

Department since at least the 1960s, when<br />

a motor officer named Milton Harbelt took<br />

the Dragons under his wing, taking care<br />

of their police-related problems and even<br />

showing up at their parties. The Dragons<br />

reciprocate; they provided the only club<br />

escort at the funeral of the Oakland officers<br />

gunned down in 2009 and escort the little<br />

league team when the police can’t do it.<br />

Hook, a founding member, tells us about the<br />

old days.<br />

(and all male) to this day. “Why do I need<br />

a black club?” Tobey said, pointing his<br />

cane at me, “why do you need the KKK?” I<br />

didn’t bother telling him the Klan stopped<br />

admitting Jews some time ago, but point<br />

taken. The Dragons actually had a white<br />

founding member, a guy named Buzzy,<br />

but when Buzzy would drink, he’d start<br />

“talking black” as Tobey Gene said, even<br />

using the hated N-word, and though he<br />

never received a richly deserved beating<br />

for it, he still disrupted the harmony and<br />

unity of the club. So after Buzzy moved<br />

away (much to everybody’s relief), the club<br />

was all-black and all male (women are a<br />

no-go, Tobey tells me, because the jealousy<br />

and back-biting gets too much when<br />

couples start getting involved). Tobey’s<br />

brother Joe Louis Levingston told me that<br />

when he hangs out with folks from other<br />

backgrounds, “I can’t be me and you can’t<br />

be you,” something that resonates with any<br />

group (motorcyclists, for instance) that<br />

feels marginalized by society.<br />

Soul on Bikes: the East Bay Dragons<br />

MC and the Black Biker Set was a<br />

great read. I don’t know if it’s the<br />

fact that the subjects are things I love—<br />

Oakland, motorcycles, urban history—<br />

or the Zimmerman brother’s excellent<br />

work co-authoring the book (they also<br />

wrote extensively about Sony Barger and<br />

the Oakland Hells’ Angels, so they’re<br />

familiar with the subject), but it’s an<br />

Dragons pose at their favorite<br />

barbecue shack. Photo: East Bay<br />

Dragons Collection.<br />

entertaining page turner<br />

that gives you an idea of<br />

what it was like to live in the<br />

turbulent, troubled—but<br />

fun—East Bay in the ‘50s,<br />

‘60s<br />

and<br />

‘70s.<br />

There’s a<br />

complete<br />

rendering of<br />

the history<br />

of the<br />

Dragons,<br />

as well as<br />

portraits<br />

of other<br />

black clubs,<br />

both in<br />

Northern<br />

and Southern<br />

California.<br />

There may be<br />

a bit too much<br />

Tobey Gene in<br />

there for some,<br />

but I enjoyed<br />

finding out<br />

how he<br />

viewed the<br />

world and<br />

how that<br />

view evolved<br />

over the<br />

Give yourself a dope-slap<br />

if you said, “hey! That’s Angela Davis!” It’s Kathleen Cleaver at a Free<br />

Huey rally, 1968-ish.<br />

years. After<br />

all, how<br />

many black<br />

motorcycle<br />

club<br />

Presidentsfor-Life<br />

have you<br />

Bags was a popular<br />

Dragon—sadly, he died under mysterious<br />

circumstances coming back from a Reno rally<br />

in 1999; the only Dragon, we were told, to die<br />

in a crash. Photo: East Bay Dragons Collection.<br />

chatted with? I’m guessing not more<br />

than one.<br />

Tobey Gene would answer many of my<br />

questions with a cry to “read the book!<br />

You gotta read the book!”, and I’m glad I<br />

did. The problem is that it’s out of print<br />

and used copies are priced at $70 and<br />

up—yow! Luckily, it seems to be in<br />

most Bay Area libraries, including San<br />

Francisco and (of course!) Oakland.<br />

Releasing it as an e-book seems like a<br />

no-brainer to me, so email the Dragons at<br />

info@eastbaydragons.com or Quayside<br />

Publishing (who own Motorbooks):<br />

customerservice@quaysidepub.com and<br />

tell them to get on the ball..<br />

The fuzz in San Leandro and Hayward<br />

weren’t so accommodating, harassing the<br />

club members mercilessly, and after many<br />

arrests and bike impoundings, they learned<br />

to stay away from those towns.<br />

I asked Tobey Gene why he needed to start<br />

an all-black club, and why it’s all-black<br />

What does the future hold? Tobey is<br />

President for Life, but at 78 years old,<br />

that era will be ending sooner rather<br />

than later. But he and his brother aren’t<br />

worried. “We’ll still be an all-black club in<br />

200 years,” Joe Louis told me. “The new<br />

members will keep it going because they’re<br />

harder about the rules than we were.”<br />

Seeing the camaraderie and hearing the<br />

stories makes me believe that the Dragons<br />

will be waking people up at 3:00 am with<br />

their straight pipes and booming sound<br />

systems for many decades to come.<br />

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