It’s been almost two months since the last time I played guitar. I’ve been so wrapped up in rediscovering my camera obsession that I’ve nearly forgotten about my guitar obsession.
Now that the weather is starting to get cold and I’m running out of places I want to try to take pictures, it’s time to dive back into the music. With five days left in September, I am clearly not going to pull off an album this month. I might pull off a single though. I wrote two really simple song ideas today. Music will happen, if it kills me.
Given the situation though, it might be safe to expect the bombardment of post-playing guitar pictures will be from the DSLR so the image quality (though not the megapixel count) could be improved. Here’s hoping, at least.
Two things. First, weather.com says it is going to be sunny in the morning. I am going to try to get up around sunrise and go find a place in the city to take some film photo tests. Maybe just downtown before everything opens. Maybe the cemetery near the railroad station. Maybe the castle ruins. Maybe something else. I don’t know, but I want to do it and I only want to bring dad’s film camera. We’ll see what (if anything) happens.
Second, In regards to the previous post, Jen read an article tonight saying that people recovering from Gastric Bypass surgery probably should not try to eat broccoli until after three months or so. Something about the fiber causing food to get stuck. Well then I’ll just have to wait and see what happens, but I do feel perfectly fine at the moment. No worries.
Bonus third topic. I am in the middle of a third straight photo a day project thingie on Flickr. Every day for two years and nine months I have taken a picture with my iPhone. As of now, 9:14pm, I have not taken a picture with my iPhone. The streak lives, however, because I have taken a picture with my D90 and it’s on Flickr. The streak continues, babie!
I just sat in front of the TV, noodling without an amp. Just connecting with the new kid in town.
I love the nickel hardware and I love the trapezoid inlays.
I love the grain on the maple cap. It’s not really enough to call it a flame, I don’t think, but it is freakin’ groovy.
None of my other Gibsons have the little knob position pointer thingies. I can’t remember if my poor, stolen Les Paul Deluxe had them or not.
The back is a different color than my ‘78 Custom. I like the lighter shade this has.
I adore the 50’s style tuning pegs. I think my much missed Deluxe had those. My Custom didn’t (I changed the tuners on the Custom in 2006, I think, and I have no clue if the ones we took off were original or not.
I’m happy to see the poker chip. My SG came with one but it wasn’t installed. I haven’t put it on because it’s a royal pain in the ass to do.
You can’t see it in the picture (I tried and failed) but it’s definitely a two piece cap. My eyes could clearly see where they join.
Like I said, I have a new best friend. What a killer birthday present, right?
This is going to be a guitar nerd post. You’ve been warned.
Here are the specs for my new guitar. Most of this is obvious just by looking at it. I’m mostly concerned with saving the pick ups, the frets, the nut, the wood in the body and the fretboard, and the tuners.
Body Wood Species – Mahogany Finish – Gloss Nitrocellulose Lacquer
Neck Material – Mahogany Neck Profile – Slim Taper Scale Length – 24.75″ Fingerboard Material – Rosewood Fingerboard Radius – 12″ Number of Frets – 22
Hardware Finish – Chrome Bridge – Aluminum Tune-O-Matic Tailpiece – Aluminum Stop Bar Tuning Machines – Locking Kidneys Pick Guard – Black 4-ply Control Knobs – Black Top Hats Switch Tip – Black Switch Washer – Black (not mounted)
My wife got me a birthday present yesterday. Something so far above and beyond the call of duty that I was literally speechless.
It’s a brand spanking new Gibson Les Paul Standard 50’s (tobacco burst). The one with the big chunky neck that after one day I already love more than words can express.
I spent about an hour and a half to two hours just noodling and then recording some parts. My finger tips are killing me, and they are pitch black from the lacquer rubbing off. It’s so friggin’ cool I can’t get over it. What a kick ass birthday present. I had no idea. None. Zero. I am shocked and awed and very thankful.
What a way to kick off my 50’s! Let’s get the band together so I can show it off! Awesome!