Category: Music

Acoustic guitar drying, cracking

I moved from a super humid place – Atlanta – to two super dry places – first Tempe, AZ and then Bend, OR.  The other day I pulled down my Martin, who is neglected over my Taylor parlor guitar, to practice slide and discovered that the back was splitting:

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After first getting over my freakout about my precious (read: expensive) guitar cracking, I did what I always do and took to the intertoobs for answers.  I found a luthier discussion board and read about how they’d try to fix cracks by hydrating the instrument by bagging it with a wet sponge.  This, hopefully, would close the crack and allow for a surgical glue repair.  Guitar, bagged.

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4 days later, this is the status of the crack:

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Excellent news.  I’m going to keep it bagged for another week or so to see if the crack will close altogether.  Then I’ll remove the strings and see if I can reach into the soundhole to apply a bit of superglue from the inside, so I’m not potentially marring the outer finish.

The Origin of Gwar

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The things I’ve held onto over the years.  Here’s what I think is the 2nd edition of Gwar’s handmade origin comic.  Looks like it’s from 1988.  I’m sure I got it from one of their shows at Atlanta’s Metroplex back then.  Download it here.

 

And Now These Days Are Gone

My first Fishbone show was a transformative experience.  Prior to it I had been a metal head with punk and hardcore overtones.  The show was as intense and physical as any hardcore set, perhaps even more so.  As opposed to other shows, this one was overflowing with positivity.  Slamming and diving were encouraged.  So was supporting one another and keeping each other safe.  Unlike punk or metal shows, if you fell in a Fishbone pit a sea of hands were instantly there to drag you back to your feet.  Midway through the show the whole of the crowd in attendance – young and old, black and white, male and female, punk, metal, funk – were inducted into the Fishbone Familyhood.  We became Fishbone Soldiers, sworn to protect one another and stand up for what was right.  Later in the show the band encouraged a young man to attempt his first balcony dive while the pit below was commanded to ensure the nervous boy’s safety.  He was grinning ear to ear as he leapt into the void and touched down on his new familyhood.  In the end it was less a show than it was a religious experience.  Fishbone broadened my horizons.   Fishbone changed my life.
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Jason Lytle/Grandaddy unreleased music for a good cause

Jason Lytle is a solo artist that originally was the singer for Grandaddy.  His sister has a brain tumor, and this site is offering up a slew of rare and unreleased music in exchange for donations to help defray the immense cost of treatment.  Great music, great cause, great idea.