Ultimamente sono circolati su diversi social molti post che ricordano Carlo Talamo. Mi ha colpito in particolare lo scritto che qui riporto.
Carlo Talamo viene considerato, insieme ai suoi soci Roberto Crepaldi e MaxBrun, l’artefice del successo di Harley Davidson in Italia. Iniziarono insieme in una piccola officina, la Numero Uno, dove riparavano quelle motociclette che erano ancora rare in Italia. In tempi brevi, grazie alla loro capacità comunicativa e imprenditoriale, acquisirono il titolo di importatore esclusivo per l’Italia e crearono il mito Harley Davidson nel nostro Paese facendole diventare uno status symbol. Ottennero per 5 anni consecutivi il titolo di “Best Dealer in the World”.
Chi lo ha conosciuto bene racconta che era strano, veramente strano; non “doveva” vendere le moto, le vendeva a chi gli piaceva. Identificava chi era un tipo da Harley e chi la voleva per fare show-off. Quando qualcuno del secondo tipo gli chiedeva informazioni bizzarre sul bicilindrico di Milwaukee, la sua risposta era “No, non ti spiego, non capiresti.”
Carlo Talamo è deceduto in un incidente in sella alla sua moto nel 2002, ma non esiste vero biker che non ne conosca il nome e la storia.
There’s a bike who does not give a fuck about fashion, and that did not copy anything from others. It is around from hundred years. But it did not change hundred times. It has two cylinders and a carburetor and few valves and few parts to remain a motorbike, to last in time. There is an engine that vibes and lives, that is true, that does not share anything with space technology. There is still somebody who measures legends in centuries and not in seconds, there is a way to be happy at 30 kms per hour, there is a way to ride without challenging the whole world, there are still places that is worth seeing in slow motion, without tollbooth to tollbooth records, without 260 kms per hour, without breaking the tire in one thousand kms, there is a bike that will not beat acceleration limits, that defeated all attacks. A bike that can go around with no name on the tank without being confused for another. They are still around the world and around Italy those nice bikes, sound, sturdy, daughters of the heart and not of computer. Those bikes that I love.
Recently, many posts appeared on different social networks to remember Carlo Talamo. I liked the most the text that I post here.
Carlo Talamo is considered, with his partners Roberto Crepaldi and MaxBrun, the author of the Harley Davidson success in Italy. They started together in a little garage, the Numero Uno, where they repaired those bikes still so uncommon in Italy. Quite soon, thanks to the entrepreneurial and communicative skills, they became exclusive dealer for Italy and created the myth of Harley Davidson in our Country, making them a status symbol. They obtained for five consecutive years the title of “Best Dealer in the World”. Who knew him tells that he was peculiar, really peculiar; he did not “have to” sell those bikes, he used to sell them to those he liked. He could understand who was a Harley guy and who wanted it just to show-off. If somebody of the second kind asked him bizarre questions about the Milwaukee twin, his answer was “No, I will not explain, you wouldn’t understand.”.
Carlo Talamo died in a bike accident in 2002, but is does not exist a true biker who does not know his name and his story.