Deluxe Damage

Headless Hall of Horrors Part 2.

A well used Gibson Les Paul Deluxe in for repair ... serial number long gone ... neck fixed at least once before in the last 30 - 40 years.

Fun!

Check out the colours emerging through the sweat soaked gold-top finish.

Also not the Gibson factory 'goof hiders' ( as the workers called them ) - hiding some incorrect routing around each pickup. I had an old SG from the 70's with similar plastic washers around each bridge post.

To be continued ...

AUG 1st 2010

Headless Hall of Horrors Part 1.

One czech double bass that rolled on it's wheel and hit the floor pegbox first at a theatre rehearsal ...

Pinned with steel rods, glued and finished in 5 days.

cheers, AP

JULY 2010

Hey there, not a lot to say lately ... I've been busier with repairs ( a couple of refrets on lovely old acoustic guitars for some fine local players & would you believe another Les Paul in pieces ... this time a 70's deluxe with Bigsby which met with an 'accident' ) and actually playing old musical instruments than I have been on the guitarmaking front.

Playing my old Maton JB4 for Black Cab single launch at East Brunswick Club.

Thanks Tim Casten for the soundcheck photos ...

Back into the 'shop tonight to remedy that ... got a couple of lefthanded projects to finish for you-know-very-well-who-you-are ( he's a patient man )

left-handed indian rosewood 'Custohm' fretboard, hand planed to rough radius before sanding to final 12'

Cheers, AP

Easter 2010

Hey, lot's of Harvester work going on lately.

Many repairs and set ups ...

Would you believe a Les Paul with a broken neck ???

And a stack of offset shaped guitars - one will be finished this week ...

... and a 12 string hockeystick, and a lefty and one for 'ron'

In other news the site is now 'UP' and pointed and all that ... so here we are.

Cheers, AP

Spraying Up A Storm

 Back to the workshop with a new spraygun, some new colour mixes ( including Burgundy Mist and a new shade of almost - Pelham Blue ) and a few guitars in need of colour.

With Insector Rex next door, attempting to howl down my new 7 foot fence and a chilly morning in the shed ahead of me, I'll reach for my mask and goggles and stomp back out to Harvester HQ.

 PS: Ronnie's book got a little thin towards the end as the predictability of his post - Faces luxury addled existence dragged on and on. Back to works of fiction for me ...