it’s surprisingly light. it’s pretty. it’s one of the most comfortable guitars i’ve ever played (the work they do at folkway is second to none). it doesn’t sound too bad either. hooray for early birthday presents, i say. i apologize for the awkward framing and cutting off the top of my own head, but filming myself on a beanbag chair is uncharted territory for me. the real eye candy is the guitar anyway. i can tell already that it’s going to record ridiculously well.
to go into a bit more detail than i do in the video — back in march i decided to buy it as a fixer-upper. i always wanted a martin, but didn’t want to spend ten thousand bucks on a really nice vintage one. here was an opportunity to have a 1945 martin restored for much less money. the only caveat was that i would have to wait a while. i didn’t have any problem with that…but who knew it would be finished the day before my birthday? talk about poetic timing.
mark did a hell of a lot of work on this guitar; when i first saw it in march, the neck wasn’t even attached to the body and the original frets were in pretty bad shape. he set the neck, added a new bridge and bridge pin, made new frets, added a new bone nut and saddle, new tuners and end pins, re-glued some braces and refurbished/repaired some damage. and damned if that old hunk of wood doesn’t sound pretty special. the video’s sound does it no justice at all.
the work he did is seamless, and it’s difficult to believe the guitar ever wasn’t assembled in one piece. i almost don’t believe it myself. he also put it in an open tuning before it even got to me, knowing the way that i play and that standard tuning doesn’t often do much to get me excited. i’m used to giving people guitars in odd tunings and getting them back in standard, which is kind of irritating, so you can imagine my surprise. some people really do think before they tune. who knew? since the little video clip, i’ve tuned the guitar down another half-step to d-flat, and it sounds even more ridiculously earthy and good.
now i find myself playing bluesy things all over again, so i guess some sort of sequel to CHICKEN ANGEL WOMAN will eventually force its way into the world whether i like it or not. maybe i’ll call it THE DUCK DEMON MAN WITH AN ASHTRAY. the cover art would be epic.
there’s another new musical friend (a complete surprise, this one), but i’ll save that one for another video. the point is, getting older doesn’t hurt quite as much when you’ve got new wooden friends to play with.
p.s. the new cd is now at phog for anyone who wants a copy. tom took a picture of me making a creepy face and holding it up like a confused parent coming down off of a questionable pineapple juice high. some tasty carribean cream soda was consumed. luckily i wasn’t driving.