77 hardtail@ 6Lbs 5 ozs...tone monster!!!

well played or wot?

merry x-mas...new bits on the way....

old pic found...

next up...

Black or Zebra new or relic Bobbins (50mm)
Acid etched or new Nickel adjustable pole screws (south polarity) and slugs (north polarity)
PAF correct Anti Clockwise winding
Original spec 42 AWG enamel copper wire
AlNiCo 5 or 2 vintage correct M56 pattern Bar Magnets, All individually magnatized by me, using rare earth Neo-dymium Boride polarizing magnets to recreate 50 year old Alnico. Exacting, aged replication.
Wooden slug bobbin spacers (not plastic!)
Output wiring is 12" Shielded (ground) and black inner (active) 22 AWG celanese wrap and waxed braided, vintage pushback wiring or modern 4 wire black/white, red/green

hand scatterwound in the telecaster....

same same builder...first set i bought which I followed up with by buying a set of srv 59's..

Hand Scatterwound pups

http://www.myspace.com/slidersvintagepickups

Don't take my word for it....these are the dogs and the difference even compared to my Eric Johnson set isn't worth discussing...

Its probably me.....

So....here are strange times indeed....feels like full circle.
Hotel I'm booked in is as much a 3 star as I'm a 3 star general...nevermind, first thing was to fix the wallsocket to wack in some juice to the top, then remove the top of the toilet to fix the system...only then could I finally lie down and...ok, the TV is so small that aint gonna work...
I needed a booking quickly and the address fitted the bill as did the price..5 minutes from palexpo and 5 minutes from the more than important meeting.

So. Geneva.Place of birth. Weird...very very strange feeling to arrive at an airport so familiar but only in another time scale where Dad would be waiting for me. He looked almost legendary tall back then and commanded my respect as all Dads should...(strive too anyway)..
This time I was standing alone almost waiting for him to walk up. He's past on now so that wasn't on the cards. Airport still the same. Details in the memory bank always surprises after 26 years, alcohol, drugs, concussions, motorcycle accidents, car crashes...and yet I still remembered those details from all those years ago..and it was strange..nothing to fill that void where he once stood..

So, threw the bags in the hotel once the bitsnbobs were fixed and headed out to go for a walk and do some recon for food. I only made it 100 meters up the road. I also realised that the hotel I was staying in was obvioulsy for those of us that have lived in Kortadala and not had a problem with "those" people...if you get what I'm sayin'..

I walked into a restaurant and had a spy.The woman behind the bar was complaining about the people traffic and explained that she would not serve me the "plat de jour"...she smelled the tourist, or so she thought...everybody seemed to have so much bling bling on them I wondered if 50 cents had finally left some kind of legacy...this seems to be the Swiss way, mucho bling, bracelets, rings, tacky shit if you ask me..I ordered a meal that I hadn't had for the same amount of years that I'd been travellin', "fillet de perche" covered in herbs and such.Amazing...once again the rather tedious story of Dad always buying it bla bla...but such was the case and he would be around in the short time I would be here as he was my only connection to the city of my birth.

Despite informing that I could indeed understand the lingo I still had the comedy set up of miss campervan blingbling asking the younger waitress to inform me of just about everything.
Early night, just can't understand why they dub...that I really don't miss....and so much as well! La Swede, douze points for not dubbing!!!!

Meeting done and dusted I went for a walk.Despite the boy at reception looking like his kin had once come from dafur he was surprised when I informed him that I would be walking the 3,5 km into Geneve..He seemed very impressed...youth of today I suppose..

Walking down the street and a lot came back from the brain foundations to the front of the forehead, as well as some querys...u know, the usual..for a start, I nearly stepped in dogshit...fuck me, must one mine sweep in Switzerland!?! Of course, the land of banks, chocolate and nose in the air is as everywhere else except for Sweden, only human in the fact that picking up dogshit isn't a hobby as it is in Sweden...although, having to minesweep and dodge reminds me of the days in Scotland, full time occupation walking down the high street...an art of the century...

Geneva in my opinion, is a...hmmm...to keep it simple and laymans terms as I'm not bright enough to come up with a fancy pants word...Geneva is a contradition. Thats it. The whole shebang is one huge contradiction..now things get tricky, a contradiction of what?..well, its a contradiction of a stereotype ideology that I feel we have about this rather interesting " neutral " caymans situated in the middle of Europe..
You kinda get the idea is that everybody is kinda well off, have nice watches and eat fondu keep everything clean and structured...anal in a way ..Riches anal with nice banks and watches...
But the reality is very different...There is a horrible gap between the non contradictional stereotype and humans that are living here..so the poor, the tramps, homeless, gypys all hang around and bring back memoirs of Cluj Napoka in Romania as opposed to Geneva..No shit, wheres the horse and hat...sharpen the Knives...then you start noticing how many non caucation people are walking around...like, this is turning Tarantino and the speech about Moors fucking and interbreeding so much the Italians go dark from fair...The Swiss are dark, almost Romani style...and the housing surround the centre looks ....well, looks out of place...

Now then , its late, I'm hitting the sack so I'll continue another day....

going once, going twice...gone

The sights, sounds and memoirs of travel...

Not sure why but I've become a wee bit scared when it comes to climbing into civil aircraft.
So having flights included in my position as International sales aint so easy....and the fact that I don't really enjoy the drink doesn't really help...
Add to this that due to the economy once buys economy, you just know your gonna be sitting either behind on the 737 or infront of the Fokker, of the engines...even an Ipod with bose headphones struggles to get around the roar....

So the day starts with the bus trip from home and once again I hit the jackpot and got on the så kallad "cat piss" bus.There is a bus 60 that stinks of cat piss.I thought I was dreamin until others who take the same bus also asked the question.Its fucking gross....and then we have Mr pissypants tramp who sits on the same bus.So for the price of a cup of tea and a slice a cake, you get the human and animal stench for 10 minutes.....

Moving on you then get to your seat on the plane, mind the economy seat, and when they start raising the revs on the jet engines you get a tremendous stench of aviation gas...ever had that smell hit your nostrils? Always makes me wonder if it is indeed a good thing...They must have an overspill valve...or ???

Upon arriving to Amsterdam I did have a laugh when watching the aircraft cleaners truck turn out to do a quick 25 minute turnaround on the city hopper..No joke, but the first person out was chinese, followed by a black fella with rasta, followed by an indian woman and finally a Persian looking person.Perhaps this will feature in one of Obamas many new books as a cover about providing the American dream?
Talking of which, Mr Bush has really ensured my fear of anybody that remotely looks suspicious at an airport.Today I had to go through three x-ray machines and watched as people had to hand over expensive lotions and creams as it was over 100mg or 100ml...do you think they have worked out that 100mg/ml couldn't blow a plane out of the sky?

SAMI...Going thru changes..

Sami Mk1.
She has also gone thru some changes and is still being modified.
Read earlier and you'll see the difference...
White relic pickguard, bakelite pup covers over hand scatterwound srv overwound 59 pups..
No counter wound mid pup, all straight wound and the sound and clarity of the pups is just amazing.
On the way and for pics soon coming is possibly a new rosewood neck as opposed to Pau ferro SRV signature, Bakelite 50s tone and volumes,and some details to finish.
Still at the top nect to the Les Paul Custom which I've posted pics of before on the blog

Dist heavy The Paul..

Not finished but plugged into a distortion box and just such a huge sound from original ink stamped Dirty Fingers.

Body is a solid slab of Walnut with a fast fast ebony neck with small frets.

TonePros supply bridge and Gotoh a light weight tailpeice.

The original The Paul Truss rod cover is on the way with an original Rythm/Treble cover as opposed to the 59 cream copy that fits just now.

Tuners are original 70's Grovers which hold their own.

I cannot overemphasize just how powerful a sound a matched set of Dirty Fingers can give you with or without extra distortion.

The Gibson The Paul was only made between 78 and 82 and was considered a cheap mans Les Paul. However, they have now become a well known workhorse that players rarely let go.

They did come with Dirty Fingers as standard but this was very rare, and a set of T top standard pups was the norm.

Not sure if you play her or she plays you...

Fender telecaster , aka Recycler

I had to buy a hand chisel to fit the 82 maple neck into the body which I bought from somewhere in Canada.Took 2 months to get here and the neck pocket had to be opened up.

The pups are hand scatterwound and made down under by a genius who gets an amazing sound from hand made pick ups. The saddles are graphtechs and you do hear the difference. It started as a top loader 83 style but I put the strings through the body.You also hear the difference.

The electrics are from a 78 and the tuners and neckplate are original 83.

Once again a fantastic sound and feel from a warn down gallagher style neck. Only Maple neck in the collection but one of the best sounding rods. Mr Horsepower sticker says it all....

If you look at the grain you'll notice the previous owner sanded down to satin finish from a crimson colour...perhaps a hint of its past.

Gibson 61 Melody Maker DD Minihumbucker Conversion

One of my favorite projects. So light its a joke, a slim 61 style MM body in mahogany.

The necks were fixed ala 59 Les Paul and the feel and texture of the 61 Rosewood neck is just like the cliché, "butter".

The mini humbucker conversion includes the pickguard and 70s buckers which add a completely different sound to the original single pups.

The tuners are original 61 and are actually okay for keeping in tune.

1 skin, 2 skin, 3 skin, 4.........

Well looking back and there has been a few projects happening without the finished products being uploaded...so I felt it was time to get some before and after .

We've had the Gibson Les Paul custom from the early 70s turn into a wonderful beast.

Then of course my forever changing Strat with an Eric Johnson Signature 57 body and SRV neck has changed again and is still going through its changes as I write..

The Gibson pete townsend signature remains in her case...

Then the fun began with a 61 melody maker project, now one of my favorites and at the same time the most difficult project, an unknown fender body to fit an 82 fender tele neck...

The two most recent , well, The Heritage arrived today and a Gibson 78 The Paul with Dirty Fingers gets stuck through a Rocktron distortion box for maximum effect..

More pics and info to follow..

The Heritage H140CMV project

New Project just arrived at the postoffice.Having once again payed too much in customs and tax I took the Heritage out of her case and had a look at a great piece of luthier work.Beautiful nitro maple carved top on a mahogany base with a one peice mahogany neck.
This project has an interesting history as shes never been finished but isn't a factory second.Apparently she is a factory give away as the person painting the carved top managed to get some nitro on the rosewood fretboard on the sides.
So there are several holes that need to be made for the pup rings, the rear cavity cover , the truss rod cover holes,the tuner holes and of course the inserts for the bridge and tailpeice need to be fitted.
Last but not least the nut, made of bone of course, hasn't been cut and that work will be done by a luthier in town.I'm led to believe there is a very good Polish cahp who is good with his guitars.

At the same time The Heritage arrived I also recieved the very rare but useful split coil tap option dirty fingers pickups. They are Zebras and probably taken out of an 80's es variation which offered split coil. They have three magnets and come unpotted with a 16 plus ohm reading on the bucker and 8 ohms resistence on a single. Amusing to think they fitted these into Jazz spec guitars..I have three sets now as I feel they are the best pup Gibson ever made.
These are not only patent stamped but ink stamped and come from the infamous "Shaw" era..
This guy was head of developments at Gibson and decided he'd make exact copies of the infamous Seth Lover Patent applied for pickups as used on the 59 Les Pauls and others. They fetch a higher price.Not sure the Dirty Fingers get his ink stamp as they are at least twice as powerful as the 7,5 ohms the normal pafs resist.

Well, its Zebra Dirtys for The Heritage as this isn't just an H140CM, but an H140CMV. If you look at the pic again you'll notice three holes inline in the carved top which are made for a variphase system designed by H&D at Heritage. These will be filled by micro switches and will give the option of phasing, coil tapping and all the other goodies available with 4 conductor wiring.

The parts ready to be fitted are all TonePros nickel plated with a Gotoh Lightweight tailpeice which will help the sustain.maybe some graphtechs will slot into the Nashville bridge at a later date.

Exciting project regardless...

update

Ever felt you simply need a real timeout?

Not as I’m burned out, not at all, just need a holiday in the sun, as the Pistols sang about…

Basically going back to scotland is going home and not a holiday, same with having the kids down for the summer, however pleasant, it aint no holiday..
And as usual, despite trying to cut out the cancer we call coaching a rugby team and getting involved, all the weekends that have been available are now long gone as we once again look forwards into an eco challenged winter, rain, snow, hurricanes? who knows, one things for sure though, it's gonna get dark early and thats half the depression...

Dissing the challenges of another Scandinavian winter and darkness there are positives as there hobbies keep me going..hopefully after a whole year away from the gym I can start motivating myself back to hitting the stats, it’s the first time the lard has laid a pirelli and I’m stressing out ‘cos of it..

The world in general is meant to be going through a depression and we’re all to tighten our belts and stuff dosh in the matress as the establishment is helping the established banks get out of the trenches, or graves, they dug themselves..worrying indeed when I read my own bank “could be “ the worst hit as they bought into a failed project…wait and see. As Sweden went through 10 years of deflation I feel our boat will not be a rocked as many other nations..
We shall see…

There has been a swing in the hobbies dept. I just shipped my Spondon racing chassis to California, the engine went last year to Germany. Seems like the coffin lid finally closes on what was a fantastic experience. However, one cannot have that kind of equipment lying around doing nothing and I'm sure she'll end up in a better enviroment.
Mechanics wise I still have the 2004 gasgas supermotard to build up. Engine is currently stripped, cleaned and awaiting all the necessary parts to rebuild for season 2009.Awesome bike that may also be sold but I’ll have to wait and see when she fires up for the first time…

Guitars wise I’m currently working on the hardest project to date. Having purchased a question mark body for a fender telecaster from canada I soon discovered that despite the cheap costs it was definitly not going to let my 82 fender neck just drop in....
So it was down to Jarnia to buy a knife shaped like a chisel ( looking like a pikey they thought I was gonna rob the place…shifty character..)and start removing alder in quantities…this would also include the pickguard that would require custom chopping as opposed to custom shopping..

Once I finally got the holes in the body to align with the neck it was time to fit one of two bridges.I tried the 83 top loader bridge and strung her up…the strings were tight against the neck..remove strings…shim the bridge…string up....slight difference, not enough...remove strings...remove neck...shim neck...string up...too much...remove strings...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
…….
Ok…check truss rod and curvature of neck….adjust truss rod, bolt up to body with shim…string up….
Nope
Remove strings….remove bolts…change truss rod setting…bolt up…restring…..
At this point patience is a virtue…
All of a sudden, we had a green light for string clearance ….maybe too much string height but at this point anything was a blessing….

Just the beginning….the neck requires a tiny adjustment that will require larger bores for the 4 bolts to have some give, the bridge shim will have to be reworked slightly and in fact some graphtech saddles are on the way to have a strung thru body scenario in place..

Updates to follow….

Simply one of the best studio albums of all time

as promised and despite missing Presence...

Question: Are you a tube?
Answer: No, I'm solid State , mate

The guy had this up for 1500 kronks..before I'd stepped into his flat he's dropped the guts by 600 whilst handing me the presence pot and cap in my hand saying he'd removed it as he didnt use it anyway...
900 kronks and what a presence she is, without presence...

Swedbank?

...and yet again, tacky shit and I love it, soon to be joined by a pig that you sit in the fridge and it grunts when you open the door...sheer class behind glass...
This should be an icon for my bank.
45 minutes to wait for Övriga bla bla for 1 minutes service...
..and you'll notice of course that as the Good Ship Recession comes over the horizon we get offered more and more credit everyday..
why is it when we actually need money when its not a recession, they blame the recessions for not giving it too us?

talkin av the Dead Kennedys and Holiday in Cambodia

Seems ironic one can go in the local expensive and child labour enducing shop to buy tacky shit..

I call him Chrome Dome...Nobody seems to have a made a remark that we deface somebodies spiritual icon , paint it pink and chrome its head...Strange World indeed...god only knows what they'd do to our baby jesus, virgin mary et al. No characateur would do this justice, even in Denmark...where something is rotten in the state of..

sneek preview...Somewhere over the rainbow

84 Gibson flying V

Dirty fingers pups

Natural finish

Status: deal should be finalised within a few weeks..

Townsend SG and the pedals..

This week the theme is "The Jam" meets the Dead Kennedys....

With the original ad-80 and ST 9 and the rythm favorite SG signature we're hitting echo and tube scream..East Bay Dave and Weller both have a great sound with the DK guitarist loving the echo effect..

projects hiding in the shadows...

61 melody maker awaits a 61 transition pickguard to load with the minihumbuckers..badass bridge and 60's Grovers dwarf the headstock on the basic MM D 61...

the 82 telecaster neck awaits its body, arriving from Canada...top loader bridge arrived from Oz, an ex from 83, tuners from Arizona, matched up fender 82 and the pups are now ordered and also on the way..more on them later...pics to follow..

nuff said...

Marshall 5010...monday...

Stockholm 10's 2008 Memories...or not

The end of July and once again time for the Stockholm 10's with the South Pacific Masters....although this year there would be a twist as I headed off to Scotland on the thursday to catch some live favorites playing on stage at the liquid rooms, aka Music box in Edinburgh.
To my distain the gig was cancelled as the MetroPigs in derbyshire had decided to cancel an R&B / Bike festival the same weekend which kept the bands all the way from the Southern states of the US, at home.
I headed over anyway to meet and greet. Things were going spendid and on the friday I met up with my "så kallad" cousin in a seedy bar down Leith Walk.
I laughed as I walked from the rather stuck up centre of Edinburgh to what the Proclaimers signed off as " Sunshine over Leith"...very apt (even though they actually lived as neighbours in Marchmont when I lived there) and as I walked I noticed the props for "trainspotting" hadn't changed very much, nor the extra's for that film..
The dive..or shall I call it, Pub, was like the pub scene from the original "Star Wars" whith every new creature coming through the door creating a bewildered stare..
"where do these people crawl from" was muttered under the breath...
...a few hours in and I had to take a leek..as I walked up to the bar having taken a leek I heard the barman say to a stool of 4,
"mate, you've dropped a £20....."
As walked back to the gang with an armful of Stella draught I searched through my pockets to discover I'd dropped my cash....£80 to be exact...or maybe £100 all in..
I started sweating bullets and emptied all my pockets...nada...empty...over 1000 kronor....I took the plunge and went up to the 4 at the £20 table and asked,
"have you just found a large wad of cash by any chance?"...
..despite the look of the 4 and the general surroundings, it came as a pleasant surprise that indeed they had been handed all of £79 and £1 which had been picked up in the toilets...they handed it back and asked for nowt apart from that I'd buy a drink for the person responsible for picking up the money...he wasn't at the same table...strange indeed. I was introduced and he declined a beer.."so buy the barman a drink, he's a good lad"...fine by me..
£80 up and relieved, my kids Godfather and I shared a kebab and taxi back to his. The Stella had done it's job, Inter Stella style...and I lost my brand new mobile...FUCK!..

...I hadn't mentioned the rest of the plan...which was to fly back from Glasgow to Stockholm Skavsta on the night flight to arrive at 12.00 and then meet up with ma girl in town at 01.30 in the centre of Stockholm...so I looked up her name on eniro.se and phoned her 08 ,saturday morning to tell her there would be no sms or calls and to meet up at 01,30..
Flight went well...I got on the Expressbus which didn't go to the meeting place we had agreed so I asked a girl on the bus if I could sms her the changed plans...she was kind enough to let me use her mobile...then it came like a twist with lemon,
"where are you? Where are you staying?where have you been?Why haven't you answered my sms or answered the phone..?" etc...
..suffice to say from the time I had made the 08 breakfast call to now, she had tackled an Elefant in the first day of competition and landed backwards on her head incurring a severe concussion..so everything was lost to the matrix , even the fact that my mobile had gone and that I was coming back from Scotland to meet up...
I took a taxi to the hotel where the teams were staying..I managed to get room 604..
The door of 604 opened to an unknown face..strange as I knew every member of the squad...set watched to 01.40..popular as a donkey punch if I misheard which room....
"..is sara staying here?"
"..there's no sara staying here...my names Sara though(?????)...who r you?...how old is she?"
"is there anyone with a concussion staying here?"
"no...wait...there was someone who had been to the hospital..."
I was ushered in...and there , with a towel wrapped around her head and sitting up in bed..was the headcase...
whispering , knowing to be wary on the wakeup side of things, I poked and said "hi U"..
which was greeted with the mightiest "SAW 3" Sceam which woke up the entire floor....
Sara 2 apoligized at letting me in and started ushering me out as if I was a prevert....
Fortunatly the headbanger remembered that I wasn't the ghool from under the bed...
"ok, just keep waking her up every two hours to make sure she doesn't fall into a coma.."

So, about 2 hours sleep, a long trip and a coma victim..
The South Pacific Masters were happy to see me turn up and we went out to win for a third year running...

echo echo echo....

Its analog...its Organic..and it's on its way....

In all it's reconstructed Black Beauty....Project Blacky

features: rescued 71 Gibson project body and neck

Original Dirty Fingers bridge pup 16,9 ohms

One off 59 classic paf reiisue, stripped, rewound and unpotted 9ohms

63 gibson tailpeice with original studs

61 abr-1 bridge with stellagraph saddles with original wheels and studs

59/60 Grover tuners with the engraving on them

73 original Les Paul Custom Pickguard

Electrics are Vos spec Historic reissue with reissue bumble bee caps, vintage wiring harness

tone/volume knobs are original 70's

Its a mish and mash, weighs a classic ton and has sustain till next week.She aint no choker and the resulting sound is hard to describe. The value lies in the sound.

Fat for Slim, Making the Melody Maker a DD

So you've already probably realised that I just can't keep things standard ( unless it was a 59 les paul std...) , so upon aquiring the 5 digit 61 I immediatly started looking around at info regarding the pups on the std wood....As I've got the E johnson pups on Sami Mk1 and the P90's on the Townsend Signature, I decided I wanted something else...and lo and behold and lorks a lordy there is another custom man in the USA who also plays around and who makes this loaded kit to drop into old bits of firewood.
....he's also convinced that these old bodies are better than their SG equivalent if the right equipment is dropped in...mostly due to the neck to body config...so he has squeezed in two mini humbuckers into a 3 ply pickguard with orange caps and CTS 500 pots...the result is meant to ensure that you never want to play your les Paul again...we'll have to wait and c...
To tie the wires together is a badass finetuner wraparound bridge and top end tuners...
can't wait...

Gibson melody maker D 1961 project

...its probably on its way over the pond as I script this up...looks like a relic cos it is...but old wood is the best kinda wood and this little peice of history is a 5 digit 61 model...gutted and sad and ready to be heard loud n proud over the concrete and wooden infested hills of göte...

..close on 20 past the witching hour with BB live at san Quentin and I can't wait to hot rod this lightweight mahogny cheap n cheerful in 61..from the corners of the world police is also coming a genuine made in the us of a BADASS fully tuneable bridge as well as a loaded pickguard which hasn't got the usual single twangthang pups but a specially loaded pickguard with gibson mini humbuckers from the 70's which will turn this once surf twang into a wangotango sweet poontang monster.....73 grover tuners already await in the grey corners of the flat which should have this one singing the same day everything arrives.....

..I see a pearloid has dropped out in the 19th fret but otherwise I'm hoping this one will be sorted out...

One thing which is of interest is the fact that these beautys were built the same as the 50's late pauls when it came to the one peice body and neck so I'm hoping for great things.

I'll let you know once the tubes are warmed up in the davoli baby and its lock and loaded..