Alas, that they should wear our colors there,
The silken weavings of our afternoons,
And pick the strings of our insipid lutes
– Wallace Stevens, from his poem Sunday Morning
Few of his well-heeled devotees would guess his other passion: jumping motorcycles. As diverse as those two interests seem, there’s something even more astonishing about Wadsworth, who also holds a teaching post at the Royal Welsh College of Music & Drama in Cardiff, Wales.
Wadsworth is blind.
That’s right, Wadsworth is a blind motorcycle jumping hardcore.
This documentary begins with Matt and his coach, Micky Dymond, somewhere out in the desert searching for something to make the dream become reality.
While Wadsworth made his name using an instrument constructed of the most delicate Swiss pine, his stones are most certainly made of brass…