Archive for the 'Guitar' Category


Thursday, October 11th, 2007 - 11:54 pm

Pirate Queen: “Actually, mustard is really growing on me.”
Me: “Like a Chia Pet?! Sweet.”

Some of the pictures that I’ve uploaded over the last little while:

Good morning little school girl

Tuesday, March 13th, 2007 - 3:59 pm

One of our stations is giving away a bunch of stuff tomorrow, including an almost 50 year old hollow body electric guitar – a 1958 Hofner Club 50. I played it a bit at lunchtime and just loved it. Went well with the Muddy Waters I’ve been listening to lately (Folk Singer).

I am frightened by the browser windows and tabs I found open this morning on my laptop: “RRSP savings calculator”, “Registering Domestic Partnerships”, and “Cracking 128-bit wireless keys”. I think some old-fogey nerd invaded my apartment.

Lecherous Muddy Waters songs seem appropriate then.

Strike when the iron is hot.

Tuesday, January 30th, 2007 - 2:20 am

Fresh from my purchases at Radio Shack (excuse me, “The Source”), I opened my Les Paul up for surgery tonight, determined to figure out this soldering business. I cut a whole in the middle of an old shirt to let me carry out the operation without dripping any solder on the precious polyurethane finish (sorry, no pictures, no cameras in the OR (née kitchen)).

I got my new Sprague Orange Drops (225P – .022µF polyester capacitor) in pretty easily, though they take up a lot more room than the old ceramic discs. Somehow I created a bulge that sticks into the backplate that wasn’t there before, but I’m not sure how that happened.

The results (click to enlarge, click again to excuse them):

FYI: Learning to solder is stinky. This burnt ozone smell has given me a sore throat.

Yesterday evening was quality time spent with my Stratocaster:

Riding the red-eye train

Thursday, January 25th, 2007 - 2:18 am

One of my happiest memories is of performing this song with Brigid for a bar full of people, and also, for her mom.

so-far-untitled (“The Euphemism Express” ? )
Words and music by J. Reid, I. Scrimger, B. Wilkinson. © 2003

Hey Mister Conductor, let me ride your train
Hey Mister Conductor, let me ride your train
oh, that big ol’ train, is the only thing keeping me sane

I was at the station, waiting for you to come
I was at the station, waiting for you to come
And boy when you came, you could not be outdone

Mr. Conductor move up the mountains slow
This old train will climb up the mountains slow
and then we’ll race down, down to the valley below

(tempo increases and false ending)

Spoken: “Hey, We’re not there yet, keep going!”

C’mon, Mister Conductor, stoke that engine’s fire
C’mon, Mister Conductor, stoke that engine’s fire
The way you use that wood is something I really admire

There is some confusion over this verse, Brigid suggests that it was just verse 1, with some ad-libbed embellishments, while I remember something akin to:

Rode that train all through the night ??!?
I Rode that train all through the night
something something something* into the morning light

*obviously the correct words would go here.

We do, however, agree on the ending:

(tempo increases until a, uh, climatic ending is reached)

Does Pepto-Bismol kill butterflies?

Friday, June 2nd, 2006 - 1:03 am

I’m playing for two hundred people on Saturday, at a friend’s wedding reception. Solo. Haven’t played out since university, and am not the least bit nervous (technically a lie, but don’t mind that). I’ve actually got a happy piece to do, assuming I don’t make it sad with my improv- I mean, I normally play blues (sexy, moody music) and melancholy things (sad, moody, introspective things), neither of which seem entirely appropriate, as it’s not really that sort of wedding.

I’m planning on using my twelve string through an amp, hope the electronics work. If not, the Paul gets the nod, I think. Hope my 10 Watter is good enough; I don’t feel like humping the 100W, 30kg beast around.

Wonder if there’s booze at Hindu wedding receptions? Should I take a mickey?

Apropos of nothing:

Finally some sun!

Saturday, April 22nd, 2006 - 12:30 pm

It’s absolutely glorious out. Tomorrow’s supposed to be even better. Woke up early for my annual haircut to find sunlight streaming into my bedroom, so I used the opportunity to snap some pictures of the new(ish) Stratocaster.

OMG First Post!!!111

Sunday, March 19th, 2006 - 2:14 am

Ta da, bloggy 2.0.