Redbike is like the fading sound of a trombone playing a sharp eleven at the end of a real cooker; it's like walking past a yard where a bar-b-que is under way on a summer evening; it's the itch in the sole of your foot that's too deep to scratch; it's the colour 'celeste'.RED bike; it's a hip flask in November; it just invited itself over to your place for dinner; it can't run a 4 minute mile; it's a legend in its own mind; one time, it was just riding along. more... See more text