<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743</id><updated>2012-01-25T22:14:51.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>52 Card Pickup</title><subtitle type='html'>52 Card Pickup...Random art like a scattered deck of cards</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-7983551591348486035</id><published>2011-12-10T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:38:39.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Picture</title><content type='html'>We have a White Elephant gift exchange at work, every year, during our Christmas Dinner.&amp;nbsp; I have a habit of taking modified lithographs of kitsch art from the 1960s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my "gift" for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiuxINvkR3M/TuPPxxliGZI/AAAAAAAAFB4/bLDh7xk5i4M/s1600/girl2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiuxINvkR3M/TuPPxxliGZI/AAAAAAAAFB4/bLDh7xk5i4M/s400/girl2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I tried to keep the changes subtle, as the original picture was pretty creepy, on its own.&amp;nbsp; See it &lt;a href="http://medeiros.weebly.com/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5LdO6YEhxyY/TuPQSCNJLBI/AAAAAAAAFCA/XFGdJamObmk/s1600/girl3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5LdO6YEhxyY/TuPQSCNJLBI/AAAAAAAAFCA/XFGdJamObmk/s400/girl3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfiltered...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io9ET4DbLOU/TuPQfr5C5EI/AAAAAAAAFCI/qJ9rboci4qk/s1600/girl4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io9ET4DbLOU/TuPQfr5C5EI/AAAAAAAAFCI/qJ9rboci4qk/s400/girl4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I particularly like the knuckle tats...It's hard to see in the photo (I forgot to take these until I had it behind glass, again):&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H A T E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-7983551591348486035?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/7983551591348486035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=7983551591348486035' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/7983551591348486035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/7983551591348486035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-picture.html' title='Christmas Picture'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiuxINvkR3M/TuPPxxliGZI/AAAAAAAAFB4/bLDh7xk5i4M/s72-c/girl2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-734005215508409723</id><published>2011-10-15T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:22:39.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First 4-String Guitar Build</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NI6TGx_vJBg/Tpn5NzyGZ8I/AAAAAAAAE4Y/QnfTLjptwAE/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NI6TGx_vJBg/Tpn5NzyGZ8I/AAAAAAAAE4Y/QnfTLjptwAE/s400/IMG_0030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last week, I pulled the pickup and controls out of a junk &lt;i&gt;Memphis&lt;/i&gt; brand guitar (likely a &lt;i&gt;Teisco&lt;/i&gt;, as it was made in Japan and has some of the tell-tale &lt;i&gt;Teisco&lt;/i&gt; details), and installed them into the lid of this &lt;i&gt;Questa-Rey&lt;/i&gt; cigar box.&amp;nbsp; The box held 25 cigars, rather than 50, so it has a fairly thin profile.&amp;nbsp; That is one reason I decided to use it for this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a purpose-built electric guitar, rather than an acoustic-electric hybrid.&amp;nbsp; So, even though I knew that the depth of the box would likely decrease the volume of the guitar, unplugged, that was irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9ZjsnMdhII/Tpn5vEqXTYI/AAAAAAAAE4g/9elZrCLLrbo/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9ZjsnMdhII/Tpn5vEqXTYI/AAAAAAAAE4g/9elZrCLLrbo/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I rough-cut the neck from a 1-1/2"x1-1/2" piece of hard maple, which I got over at Rockler.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I got two pieces out of the original stick, as I totally screwed the first cut up.&amp;nbsp; I always use a circular saw for the initial rough shaping, and that is not the ideal tool for the job (&lt;i&gt;to say the least&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bp9lTe5lhAo/Tpn6Ed1G8iI/AAAAAAAAE4o/ClSUj1gUTRQ/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bp9lTe5lhAo/Tpn6Ed1G8iI/AAAAAAAAE4o/ClSUj1gUTRQ/s400/IMG_0035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the initial shaping, I used an industrial knife and a wood rasp to refine the shape of the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Iu9NrB9AX0/Tpn6npeHVAI/AAAAAAAAE4w/ikE2CoIYKS8/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Iu9NrB9AX0/Tpn6npeHVAI/AAAAAAAAE4w/ikE2CoIYKS8/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, a lot of sanding took place.&amp;nbsp; I use strips of sandpaper backed with duct tape for this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc00QP1Byv8/Tpn7AZVbRBI/AAAAAAAAE44/-PZTeDusiZw/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc00QP1Byv8/Tpn7AZVbRBI/AAAAAAAAE44/-PZTeDusiZw/s400/IMG_0041.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided to get a bit fancy, and cut a piece of the pickguard from the Memphis to veneer the headstock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6u0HrgYEnH8/Tpn7u-LxOWI/AAAAAAAAE5I/-glg4POp18g/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6u0HrgYEnH8/Tpn7u-LxOWI/AAAAAAAAE5I/-glg4POp18g/s400/IMG_0040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I used Black Walnut for the fingerboard.&amp;nbsp; As with every other step of my guitar building, I use a pretty primitive method of fretting the fingerboard.&amp;nbsp; I cut slots in the wood with a standard mitre saw from Ace Hardware, then I cut lengths of 1/8" brazing rod and Super Glue them into the slots as frets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewkSYzpqpew/Tpn8J6xyn9I/AAAAAAAAE5Q/yba6NXlhbbo/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewkSYzpqpew/Tpn8J6xyn9I/AAAAAAAAE5Q/yba6NXlhbbo/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the fingerboard before I glued on the frets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the frets were glued on, I used my Dremel tool to trim and smooth the ends.&amp;nbsp; It's faster than filing, but the chances of gouging the fingerboard are high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sGV15W9aqTQ/Tpn86Qwl8TI/AAAAAAAAE5g/H5Mv6JsvMIQ/s1600/IMG_0045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sGV15W9aqTQ/Tpn86Qwl8TI/AAAAAAAAE5g/H5Mv6JsvMIQ/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the finished product.&amp;nbsp; Well, 99% finished, anyway.&amp;nbsp; I still need to actually mount the bridge, now that I have the intonation set, then attach the ground wire to the bridge screws.&amp;nbsp; I will also add some strap buttons, because I prefer to play standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjiGMSb31BY/Tpn9ThhD1LI/AAAAAAAAE5o/QdgJsdZr1sU/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjiGMSb31BY/Tpn9ThhD1LI/AAAAAAAAE5o/QdgJsdZr1sU/s400/IMG_0048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had two of the skull-button tuners, and two old &lt;i&gt;Kluson Deluxe&lt;/i&gt; tuners, so I made do.&amp;nbsp; The upper string tree is made from the side plate of a bicycle chainlink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dssep_xJ6AQ/Tpn9okQxL_I/AAAAAAAAE5w/PmM85pr7rYw/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dssep_xJ6AQ/Tpn9okQxL_I/AAAAAAAAE5w/PmM85pr7rYw/s400/IMG_0049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since I had the pickup stuck through the lid/soundboard, I had to mount the neck to the back of the box.&amp;nbsp; I ran a support all the way through to the butt end of the box, and used a spacer to get the neck height right.&amp;nbsp; The three pieces are glued together, then bolted, as well.&amp;nbsp; (You can see that I stained the maple a bit darker, to better match the wood of the box.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y687q1CL5w/Tpn99ka4yYI/AAAAAAAAE54/d5rh_jKpT8k/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y687q1CL5w/Tpn99ka4yYI/AAAAAAAAE54/d5rh_jKpT8k/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had to put a base under the bridge in order to get the string height correct.&amp;nbsp; Rather than brace the top, I installed a "tone post".&amp;nbsp; In other words, I built up the support beam until the lid rested on solid wood beneath the bridge.&amp;nbsp; Gibson does this in the ES-335, so I guess it's good enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, not the best thing for acoustic tone and volume, but it doesn't matter on this guitar.&amp;nbsp; It theoretically cuts down on feedback, and increases sustain, though, on an electric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXTpf2fWiBw/Tpn-M4JpDSI/AAAAAAAAE6A/grAiOR0lTYc/s1600/IMG_0051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXTpf2fWiBw/Tpn-M4JpDSI/AAAAAAAAE6A/grAiOR0lTYc/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bent the trapeze tailpiece to wrap around the body of the guitar, so that it would reach the correct distance toward the bridge.&amp;nbsp; It is bolted through the back of the box and into the support beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/5JvjeCvTv_Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JvjeCvTv_Q?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JvjeCvTv_Q?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a little video how it sounds.&amp;nbsp; I am playing through my &lt;i&gt;Jay Turser&lt;/i&gt; rechargeable amp, with the gain on 3, and everything else on 10.&amp;nbsp; The Volume knob on the guitar is dimed, but the Tone is on 5. (I should have taken my bandanna off, when I got off of the motorcycle, I suppose...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tuned G-D-G-B (open G), from low to high.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to tune it in open E, but it just doesn't sound very good in that tuning.&amp;nbsp; I am finding G to be the most pleasant tuning for these small guitars (to my ear, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not perfect, but with the tools I have available I don't strive for perfection.&amp;nbsp; I have a plan for an upcoming build which might include borrowing a buddy's woodshop (and the buddy's talent).&amp;nbsp; We'll see if that works out (Tom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-734005215508409723?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/734005215508409723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=734005215508409723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/734005215508409723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/734005215508409723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-first-4-string-guitar-build.html' title='My First 4-String Guitar Build'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NI6TGx_vJBg/Tpn5NzyGZ8I/AAAAAAAAE4Y/QnfTLjptwAE/s72-c/IMG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-1713735626194177458</id><published>2011-03-26T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:12:58.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Japanese Guitar - Sekova Hollowbody</title><content type='html'>While on a business trip, this week, I visited a music store in Grand Junction, which I have frequented for nearly 20 years, now.&amp;nbsp; I bought my red 1966 Harmony H-72 from from Hart Music, in 1997, and I always stop in to talk to Jan on the way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, in response to my usual, "Got anything cool and old, since I saw you last?" Jan told me that he didn't have anything remarkable.&amp;nbsp; Then, I spied this guitar hanging way up high, on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DIIANbHm6y4/TY4qoOtGDlI/AAAAAAAAEm4/bkDb_G1opWU/s1600/DSCN3054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DIIANbHm6y4/TY4qoOtGDlI/AAAAAAAAEm4/bkDb_G1opWU/s400/DSCN3054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that?&amp;nbsp; It's not worth much..."&amp;nbsp; He then quoted me what I thought was a really low price, so I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Sekova, one of the less well-known Japanese guitars from the old days.&amp;nbsp; Apparently built in the factory which also produced Aria guitars, among others, it is outfitted with the standard 1960s Japanese Teisco-style pickups and a very Teisco-like control panel.&amp;nbsp; These parts were probably actually sourced from Teisco.&amp;nbsp; The tuners, and the quality of construction (including multi-layered body binding) put it somewhat higher up the scale than most of the Teiscos I have owned, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0jn-4gtHz-s/TY4ryE2SHnI/AAAAAAAAEm8/JDkH4x2Nd00/s1600/DSCN3066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0jn-4gtHz-s/TY4ryE2SHnI/AAAAAAAAEm8/JDkH4x2Nd00/s320/DSCN3066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit guilty for buying yet another guitar, so I have put this one up on &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=110666416628"&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; If it sells, then I turn a quick profit.&amp;nbsp; If it doesn't, then I will take that as a sign that I am meant to keep it (for a little while, at least).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-1713735626194177458?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/1713735626194177458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=1713735626194177458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1713735626194177458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1713735626194177458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-japanese-guitar-sekova.html' title='Another Japanese Guitar - Sekova Hollowbody'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DIIANbHm6y4/TY4qoOtGDlI/AAAAAAAAEm4/bkDb_G1opWU/s72-c/DSCN3054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-5330233828620623745</id><published>2011-02-08T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:40:10.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bobby G</title><content type='html'>This was my daddy's favorite hymn.&amp;nbsp; It may not be the best version, ever, but I just wanted to do it in Daddy's memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/NQjqnaLvW44/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQjqnaLvW44?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQjqnaLvW44?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-5330233828620623745?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/5330233828620623745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=5330233828620623745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5330233828620623745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5330233828620623745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-bobby-g.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bobby G'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8991245929584387274</id><published>2011-02-06T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T17:45:32.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blues Are Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9LpUJ7TbI/AAAAAAAAEkY/scD3k4qJFis/s1600/DSCN2912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9LpUJ7TbI/AAAAAAAAEkY/scD3k4qJFis/s400/DSCN2912.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Luckily, it's not blocked for the blues, however...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this phone at the thrift store, a couple of days ago, for the $6.99 marked price.&amp;nbsp; Why, you might ask, would I want an old rotary phone?&amp;nbsp; Well, I really didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did want the handset.&amp;nbsp; The speaker in the earpiece of the phone produces sound by converting electrical impulses into vibration, which produces the sound you hear on the phone.&amp;nbsp; It will also work in the opposite manner:&amp;nbsp; It will convert vibration into electrical impulses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9NJuRuduI/AAAAAAAAEkc/hD0C8zcRn6g/s1600/DSCN2915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9NJuRuduI/AAAAAAAAEkc/hD0C8zcRn6g/s400/DSCN2915.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wired to a 1/4" jack, then glued to the inside of the top of my cigar box guitar, it will pick up the vibrations of the top and transmit them, through a cord, to an amplifier.&amp;nbsp; (I didn't like the tone in the original position, which you can see at the bottom of the picture, so I moved it to the upper half of the face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9N5_CDdxI/AAAAAAAAEkg/qQJYJVCQQkg/s1600/DSCN2914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9N5_CDdxI/AAAAAAAAEkg/qQJYJVCQQkg/s400/DSCN2914.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The output jack, located on the lower left corner of the body, is relatively subtle.&amp;nbsp; I don't think it detracts from the looks of the guitar, too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/fHkMWszbCrQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHkMWszbCrQ?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHkMWszbCrQ?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, it sounds pretty good through the Pignose amp, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8991245929584387274?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8991245929584387274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8991245929584387274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8991245929584387274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8991245929584387274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/02/blues-are-calling.html' title='The Blues Are Calling'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU9LpUJ7TbI/AAAAAAAAEkY/scD3k4qJFis/s72-c/DSCN2912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-3017599880155457639</id><published>2011-02-06T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T07:55:51.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootchie Cootchie Cigar Box</title><content type='html'>Another acoustic song on the cbg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/kHT3EuFjmns/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHT3EuFjmns?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHT3EuFjmns?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-3017599880155457639?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/3017599880155457639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=3017599880155457639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3017599880155457639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3017599880155457639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/02/hootchie-cootchie-cigar-box.html' title='Hootchie Cootchie Cigar Box'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-2301987015147497825</id><published>2011-02-05T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:07:20.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cigar Box Guitar</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I decided that I'd try my hand at building a cigar box guitar.&amp;nbsp; Having listened to a lot of Seasick Steve, lately, I figured I'd go with three strings.&amp;nbsp; I have the St. George set up as a 3-string, and I'm having a good time playing slide on it.&amp;nbsp; But, I think that the cbg works even better with 3 strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Rockler Woodworking store, over on Colorado Blvd, and picked up a 1x2x48 stick of Jatoba wood (Brazilian Cherry).&amp;nbsp; Jatoba is hard and dense, so I hoped that it would hold up well to string tension, since I wasn't planning on using any metal reinforcing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to build the guitar in a fairly traditional manner, using no power tools other than a circular saw and a drill.&amp;nbsp; Eventually I deviated from the traditional tools by using a Dremel and SuperGlue, in the interest of saving time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4lN-SU_yI/AAAAAAAAEj8/V3Tp9fvVkbU/s1600/DSCN2865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4lN-SU_yI/AAAAAAAAEj8/V3Tp9fvVkbU/s400/DSCN2865.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I started off by roughing the shape of the neck in with a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4llhr3SQI/AAAAAAAAEkA/jeexyv61MBs/s1600/DSCN2866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4llhr3SQI/AAAAAAAAEkA/jeexyv61MBs/s400/DSCN2866.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then, I went to the wood rasp to refine it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I used sandpaper backed with duct tape to do the final shaping.&amp;nbsp; I used the circular saw to remove the wood where the neck runs under the body, and where the tuners go.&amp;nbsp; It was tedious, and nerve-wracking to make repeated cuts, side by side, removing a saw-blade's width of material with each pass, to remove the wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4m07lmH4I/AAAAAAAAEkE/XVcqOFWLYE0/s1600/DSCN2905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4m07lmH4I/AAAAAAAAEkE/XVcqOFWLYE0/s400/DSCN2905.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I glued on a 1/4"x2" maple fingerboard (left over from another project, also bought at Rockler) and marked the fret positions.&amp;nbsp; I then used my miter box and saw to slot the fingerboard.&amp;nbsp; A little round-file work made room for the frets to be set down into the wood.&amp;nbsp; The frets are cut-off sections of 14 gauge stainless steel bicycle spokes, and they are held in place with SuperGlue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4nwM-YqVI/AAAAAAAAEkI/5Vu4QaLfxJo/s1600/DSCN2906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4nwM-YqVI/AAAAAAAAEkI/5Vu4QaLfxJo/s400/DSCN2906.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once the frets were set, I started work on a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4oNoxKZMI/AAAAAAAAEkM/6bWuu6_aAyk/s1600/DSCN2910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4oNoxKZMI/AAAAAAAAEkM/6bWuu6_aAyk/s400/DSCN2910.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bridge is made from a bone nut glued onto a short section of the same maple which makes up the fingerboard.&amp;nbsp; I "ebonized" the maple with a Sharpie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The tailpiece is a belt buckle which I found at the thrift store, with three holes drilled in it for the strings to pass through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4qeo8GHjI/AAAAAAAAEkU/MwPEcIMIlO0/s1600/DSCN2911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4qeo8GHjI/AAAAAAAAEkU/MwPEcIMIlO0/s400/DSCN2911.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sound holes in the side allow for more air movement which, in turn, allows the top to vibrate more freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4pim2jUVI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/-WOujGyxtqc/s1600/cbg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4pim2jUVI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/-WOujGyxtqc/s400/cbg.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, there it is.&amp;nbsp; Later, I plan on installing a piezo pickup, so that I can plug it in.&amp;nbsp; Until then, it is acoustic.&amp;nbsp; To hear it, check out the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/hgUDHY9Y4ew/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hgUDHY9Y4ew?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hgUDHY9Y4ew?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-2301987015147497825?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/2301987015147497825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=2301987015147497825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/2301987015147497825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/2301987015147497825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2011/02/cigar-box-guitar.html' title='Cigar Box Guitar'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TU4lN-SU_yI/AAAAAAAAEj8/V3Tp9fvVkbU/s72-c/DSCN2865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4688568793208241556</id><published>2010-12-18T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:17:53.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Further Proof That I Am Not What You Would Call a "Collector"</title><content type='html'>I tend to end up with more than one example of things, such as bikes and motorbikes, guitars and amps, records, books, and comics...but I don't consider myself a &lt;i&gt;collector&lt;/i&gt;, necessarily.&amp;nbsp; I'm just a guy with 15 different pocket knives, all of which have been carried and sharpened so they are usable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectors own things simply to own them.&amp;nbsp; To a collector, a sharpened knife is ruined, and any modification of whatever it is that they collect makes that example inferior to one in a completely stock state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this isn't a post about collectors.&amp;nbsp; This is a post about a guitar I just bought;&amp;nbsp; a 1969 Harmony H-82G Rebel, just like the one I owned 30 years ago, when I was in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ00_Ta559I/AAAAAAAAEgc/ZWkBY7S8ylg/s1600/sc007e0e43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ00_Ta559I/AAAAAAAAEgc/ZWkBY7S8ylg/s400/sc007e0e43.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here I am, playing that guitar circa 1980.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a soft spot for the thinline-style Harmony hollow bodied electric guitars.&amp;nbsp; One of my all-time favorite guitars I have ever owned is a 1966 Harmony H-72, which is a slightly more upscale model than the Rebel.&amp;nbsp; I bought my H-72 in unused condition back in 1997, and had it sitting in my coffee shop.&amp;nbsp; Lots of people played that guitar there, and many wanted to buy it.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I never made a deal on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed my Rebel, ever since the ex-wife talked me into selling it, along with about 10 other guitars, shortly after we bought our first house.&amp;nbsp; She was of the opinion that all of those guitars were wasting space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided, a couple of years back, that I would like to get another Rebel, preferably the rarer Avocado Green model like I had in the old days.&amp;nbsp; So, I started watching eBay, and bidding on them.&amp;nbsp; I always seemed to get outbid by $5.00, because I have a maximum amount that I am willing to pay for one of these.&amp;nbsp; Finally, last week, I ended up winning one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ecstatic that I had finally scored one of these guitars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ03d19rcBI/AAAAAAAAEgg/Itj_TvF8nQg/s1600/DSCN2820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ03d19rcBI/AAAAAAAAEgg/Itj_TvF8nQg/s400/DSCN2820.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a little rough around the edges, but it &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;over 30 years old.&amp;nbsp; They can't all be as clean as my H-72.&amp;nbsp; So, I was fine with it, cosmetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ04MOvnOBI/AAAAAAAAEgk/TQE_rJRGOII/s1600/DSCN2821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ04MOvnOBI/AAAAAAAAEgk/TQE_rJRGOII/s400/DSCN2821.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What I wasn't too happy with, though, was the tuners.&amp;nbsp; While they appeared to be stock, they were actually a collection of parts from three different sets of tuners.&amp;nbsp; Click the picture to make it big, and check out the screws and cogs on each tuner.&amp;nbsp; The top tuner has a replacement cog (and post, which you can't see from here), but it at least works.&amp;nbsp; The third tuner down has a replacement cog, which is the wrong size, and is almost impossible to turn.&amp;nbsp; This rendered the G string virtually non-tunable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tuned the rest of the strings to the G, and plugged the guitar into my amp, and tested it out.&amp;nbsp; The neck is great, the sound is fine, and playing it was like stepping back in time.&amp;nbsp; It was everything I wanted...except &lt;i&gt;tunable&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was last Monday.&amp;nbsp; I spent this week thinking about what I wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; Should I find a set of six-on-a-plate original-style tuners and keep the guitar "stock", or should I just use the extra set of Telecaster-style tuners I picked up in Waynesboro, Tennessee, last summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I decided on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ07N-Rl79I/AAAAAAAAEgs/osdEqmezyds/s1600/DSCN2825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ07N-Rl79I/AAAAAAAAEgs/osdEqmezyds/s400/DSCN2825.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ07fHBlxjI/AAAAAAAAEgw/AbT3vcv2buQ/s1600/DSCN2831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ07fHBlxjI/AAAAAAAAEgw/AbT3vcv2buQ/s400/DSCN2831.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-drilled the headstock for the nicer tuners and bolted them down, this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I'm not worried about resale value:&amp;nbsp; I don't plan on reselling this guitar on the collector's market.&amp;nbsp; It has found it's final home, more than likely.&amp;nbsp; So, rather than replace the non-usable stock tuners with a newer version of what are, after all, sub-par units, I decided to make the guitar easier to deal with when I am playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ08P66HXcI/AAAAAAAAEg0/WgqCFmiiGxE/s1600/DSCN2829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ08P66HXcI/AAAAAAAAEg0/WgqCFmiiGxE/s400/DSCN2829.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here, for comparison's sake, are the Rebel and the slightly more upscale H-72.&amp;nbsp; Some of the upgrades on the H-72, compared with the H-82 include the block inlays on the fingerboard, as opposed to the dots on the Rebel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ088GaQJeI/AAAAAAAAEg4/3Uo3NCdRlsI/s1600/DSCN2830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ088GaQJeI/AAAAAAAAEg4/3Uo3NCdRlsI/s400/DSCN2830.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and a bound headstock, where the Rebel's headstock is unbound, along with nicer tuners (though they are still six-on-a-plate).&amp;nbsp; The tuners on my H-72 are stock, but they still work well and I see no need to replace them until they become problematic.&amp;nbsp; At that point, I will go with the same style tuners I installed on the Rebel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0-BL18WcI/AAAAAAAAEg8/BYxfugkH_eA/s1600/DSCN2822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0-BL18WcI/AAAAAAAAEg8/BYxfugkH_eA/s400/DSCN2822.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I need to find some knobs for the sliding potentiometers.&amp;nbsp; That's another place where I will end up with not-as-original parts, mainly because I can't find a source for the originals.&amp;nbsp; It's unusual to see one of these with all of the knobs there, so it seems like some vintage guitar parts vendor would stock replacements, but none do.&amp;nbsp; I suppose it's a pretty small market, even if 90% of the owners of these guitars are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0-woV_g-I/AAAAAAAAEhA/X_E92Co1Wis/s1600/DSCN2827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0-woV_g-I/AAAAAAAAEhA/X_E92Co1Wis/s400/DSCN2827.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the green color, and the back of this guitar is in pretty decent shape.&amp;nbsp; It's not unusual to see a lot of belt-buckle rash on these, as the paint is not particularly durable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0_PlBRS3I/AAAAAAAAEhE/cbYZk_Qpx9U/s1600/DSCN2823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ0_PlBRS3I/AAAAAAAAEhE/cbYZk_Qpx9U/s400/DSCN2823.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, here's the full Monty, with the new tuners.&amp;nbsp; I think we are going to make some interesting, if not beautiful, music, together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4688568793208241556?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4688568793208241556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4688568793208241556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4688568793208241556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4688568793208241556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/12/further-proof-that-i-am-not-what-you.html' title='Further Proof That I Am Not What You Would Call a &quot;Collector&quot;'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TQ00_Ta559I/AAAAAAAAEgc/ZWkBY7S8ylg/s72-c/sc007e0e43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-3979107282661650415</id><published>2010-10-16T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T10:15:35.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress on the Tele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnaRexnCoI/AAAAAAAAEdE/UVIdtZiEcEg/s1600/DSCN2719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnaRexnCoI/AAAAAAAAEdE/UVIdtZiEcEg/s320/DSCN2719.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A couple of weeks ago, I actually got the Thinline Tele put together.&amp;nbsp; I used the original bridge, with the string stops cut off and notches cut into it to clear the new Tune-O-Matic style bridge, to mount the bladed humbucker in the lead position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnbMEVFppI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/HgYV3No6Q08/s1600/DSCN2720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnbMEVFppI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/HgYV3No6Q08/s320/DSCN2720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I accidentally cut the notches a bit too wide, and you can see the pocket for the pickup at one corner of the plate.&amp;nbsp; I picked up a cheap Tele copy for parts, at the pawn shop, the other day.&amp;nbsp; So, I have another bridge to use, in order to make it look a little better.&amp;nbsp; I think I will eventually take this one off, use it as a template (with the correction to fix the problem), then take it somewhere to have it cut with a plasma cutter.&amp;nbsp; Using the tools I have, it's difficult to make it pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, though, I am just going to leave it.&amp;nbsp; It works, and the imperfection of the pickup mount is of small concern.&amp;nbsp; I am more interested in how it plays and how it sounds than I am with how the tiny details look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it plays and sounds the way I've always wanted a Telecaster to be.&amp;nbsp; This is the first one I've had on which I like the sounds of both pickups, and I love the feel and playability of it.&amp;nbsp; It's definitely a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnctUU5wmI/AAAAAAAAEdU/ony-wvYicBo/s1600/DSCN2721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnctUU5wmI/AAAAAAAAEdU/ony-wvYicBo/s320/DSCN2721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm eventually going to sand off the decals, and re-varnish the headstock.&amp;nbsp; I don't want any confusion about this being a Fender, or a Squire, or an anything.&amp;nbsp; I've mixed and matched and modified the guitar and its parts to the point that I claim it as my own.&amp;nbsp; For now, the crow sticker from the weird thrift-store acoustic covers most of the stock decal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need to make some music with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-3979107282661650415?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/3979107282661650415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=3979107282661650415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3979107282661650415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3979107282661650415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/10/progress-on-tele.html' title='Progress on the Tele'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TLnaRexnCoI/AAAAAAAAEdE/UVIdtZiEcEg/s72-c/DSCN2719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6179942201401587275</id><published>2010-08-29T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:49:46.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telecaster Project</title><content type='html'>I was down at Guitar Center, the other day, to get some nylon strings for a Kay classical I repaired, and I stopped by the used guitar rack to check out what was there.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised to see a guitar I thought had been sold, back on the rack and significantly marked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsTTTVG23I/AAAAAAAAEWA/jw06mv3vtYQ/s1600/DSCN2552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsTTTVG23I/AAAAAAAAEWA/jw06mv3vtYQ/s400/DSCN2552.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is a &lt;a href="http://www.mattraines.com/pages/cfHome.cfm"&gt;Raines&lt;/a&gt; Thinline Telecaster copy.&amp;nbsp; I had looked at this guitar, when it was priced at $225.00 higher, and just couldn't bring myself to pull the trigger on buying it.&amp;nbsp; But, I wanted it prettry badly.&amp;nbsp; I have been looking for a Thinline, for a while, but the new versions at the store, whether the $300 Squire-by-Fender models, or the $800 Fenders with the humbucking pickups just don't sound as good as I remember the vintage ones sounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pulled the Raines down and plugged it in.&amp;nbsp; Man, did it sound good!&amp;nbsp; The neck felt a bit weird, but the pickups were awesome, and the chambered body added some meat to the sound, unlike the actual Fenders I plugged in as comparison.&amp;nbsp; This guitar sounded like I expected a Thinline Tele to sound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as one of the employees pointed out, there was reason the guitar had been marked down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsVgfa3riI/AAAAAAAAEWI/ApGhzoIYWB4/s1600/DSCN2556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsVgfa3riI/AAAAAAAAEWI/ApGhzoIYWB4/s400/DSCN2556.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No wonder the neck felt a little weird!&amp;nbsp; It was as twisted as David Lynch's imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the sound was awesome, and I have a Squire Tele I bought a while back, with a bad switch and a horrible bridge pickup that I was planning on modifying.&amp;nbsp; I thought about it for about 20 minutes, as I bought my strings and took them out to the car.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, I went back in the store and bought the guitar (for less than the cost of the bare Thinline-style body from a guitar parts supplier), and started planning on the modifications I was going to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsW0CaCogI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/ayKdMiSmRkE/s1600/DSCN2559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsW0CaCogI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/ayKdMiSmRkE/s400/DSCN2559.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first thing I did was pull the neck off of the Squire, and swap it onto the Raines (I have an e-mail request in to Matt Raines to see if he will sell me a replacement neck at a reasonable cost, so I can put the Squire back together). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsXYwX2XEI/AAAAAAAAEWY/g-9JWqepVac/s1600/DSCN2558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsXYwX2XEI/AAAAAAAAEWY/g-9JWqepVac/s400/DSCN2558.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the plans I had for the Squire was to remove the stock bridge/tailpiece combination and replace it with a trapeze-style tailpiece and a standard bridge.&amp;nbsp; So, I did that with the Raines.&amp;nbsp; I didn't bother making a plate to cover the pickup cavity, and hold the pickup in place, because I wanted to see if I liked the feel of this combination on the Tele as much as I do on the Harmony, the Gibson ES-125, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that I do, so I will be working on a cover plate (and a higher-quality, adjustable, bridge) and I'll make it a permanent change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsYxcOT5YI/AAAAAAAAEWg/t874E5kUSMQ/s1600/DSCN2557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsYxcOT5YI/AAAAAAAAEWg/t874E5kUSMQ/s400/DSCN2557.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, here it is in its new form.&amp;nbsp; We'll see if Matt Raines comes through with a neck.&amp;nbsp; If not, I will probably leave this one on here (it's really a nice-feeling neck), and I'll find something else to put on the Squire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting problem has made itself apparent to me, lately.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, all of my guitars with single-coil pickups hum like mad, in my house, when plugged into my amp.&amp;nbsp; Now, I know that humbucking pickups were developed just for curing this problem, but the hum I get in my house is much more noticeable than what I get with the same guitars and amps, elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the wiring in my house is contributing to it, or if there is a microwave tower close by, irradiating the heck out of me, or what.&amp;nbsp; I've tried different outlets in the house, to see if it's a bad ground, but I get no difference from outlet to outlet.&amp;nbsp; Oddly, the Telecasters are the worst offenders, but the Harmony and the Gibson exhibit the same problem, just not quite as pronounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a humbucking Telecaster bridge pickup I may put in the Raines (I wouldn't change the neck pickup, since it sounds so good).&amp;nbsp; But, I'd rather find the underlying cause and fix it, so that I can play all of my guitars without all the noise, which is a real problem when I try to record something.&amp;nbsp; I find myself using the black Tele Custom with the two humbuckers to record, regardless of which guitar I think sounds best for a particular song, simply to get a clean track recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6179942201401587275?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6179942201401587275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6179942201401587275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6179942201401587275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6179942201401587275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/08/telecaster-project.html' title='Telecaster Project'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsTTTVG23I/AAAAAAAAEWA/jw06mv3vtYQ/s72-c/DSCN2552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4701835597799081296</id><published>2010-07-03T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:19:04.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teisco Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sjQZiAG_Mo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sjQZiAG_Mo8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot a short video of me playing "Novocain Blues", just to show what the guitar sounds like.&amp;nbsp; You can barely hear the vocal, which makes it probably my best recording, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4701835597799081296?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4701835597799081296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4701835597799081296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4701835597799081296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4701835597799081296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/07/teisco-video.html' title='Teisco Video'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4777205057193867520</id><published>2010-06-29T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:58:13.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Teisco Guitar!</title><content type='html'>This one followed me home from Tennessee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqq_X6YgbI/AAAAAAAAEL4/SV3skfmLUQ8/s1600/DSCN2353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqq_X6YgbI/AAAAAAAAEL4/SV3skfmLUQ8/s400/DSCN2353.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw it hanging in the window of a music store in Waynesboro, where my nephews and I had driven 30 miles in order to buy a set of guitar strings.&amp;nbsp; When I asked about it, the owner of the store said that it was a project that he didn't think he'd ever finish.&amp;nbsp; It was missing the the tuner for the high E string, as well as the portion of the bridge which the strings actually sit on.&amp;nbsp; Plus the (probably black/red sunburst) original finish had been removed, at some point in time, and the wood was oiled (you can see the remaining original black paint inside the cutouts).&amp;nbsp; For a collector, it was close to worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I couldn't turn it down at the $50.00 the store-owner quoted me when I asked if he would sell it.&amp;nbsp; He assured me that the electronics were in good shape, and I took him at his word.&amp;nbsp; I've dealt with this fellow, before, and he's always been fair and honest with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqsaslWmeI/AAAAAAAAEMA/Y_rC4DMzAlw/s1600/DSCN2354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqsaslWmeI/AAAAAAAAEMA/Y_rC4DMzAlw/s400/DSCN2354.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the style of guitar that, 30 years ago, we would buy for ten or fifteen dollars, just to get the neck and pickups, then we would build our own body for it.&amp;nbsp; The body is a mere 1-inch thick slab of some sort of hardwood (it has that mahogany look, but I'm no expert on woodgrain).&amp;nbsp; As you can see in the picture, above, the pickup sits on top of the body, rather than sitting in a routed-out pocket.&amp;nbsp; You can also see the replaced bridge piece which I had in my box of guitar parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqtozzT-cI/AAAAAAAAEMI/sTdOiFOckZ8/s1600/DSCN2355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqtozzT-cI/AAAAAAAAEMI/sTdOiFOckZ8/s400/DSCN2355.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pickup, itself, is pretty basic.&amp;nbsp; No adjustment for height, nor any adjustment for the pole pieces is available.&amp;nbsp; This particular unit has a nice strong output.&amp;nbsp; Too bad the trim ring is cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCquIjJbhpI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/Et4xW71g71A/s1600/DSCN2356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCquIjJbhpI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/Et4xW71g71A/s400/DSCN2356.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had the missing pieces for the tuner, as well.&amp;nbsp; You can see the brass-colored gear and the yellowed plastic on the replacement tuner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a bridge for it out of a report clip, while I was in Tennessee, and strung it up with the five strings we took off of Kyle's guitar (he had broken the high-E, yet again, and we replaced his strings with a heavier-gauge set).&amp;nbsp; I played it, and the tone was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; The intonation was crap, though, which was unusual for one of these guitars.&amp;nbsp; I finally noticed that this is one of the necks with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zero_fret"&gt;&lt;i&gt;zero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zero_fret"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fret&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, on which the strings should rest. &amp;nbsp; Someone had installed a standard nut on the neck, which was holding the strings up off of the zero.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home, I took the nut off, and cut the slots more deeply so that the strings would rest on the zero fret.&amp;nbsp; I then installed the bridge piece, strung it up and plugged it in.&amp;nbsp; Even though it has only a single, center-mounted pickup, a pretty wide variety of tones can be had through adjusting the tone and volume pots.&amp;nbsp; It sounds great and, since I shimmed the neck, slightly, the action is low and easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had originally thought I'd put it on ebay and flip it, but this is a keeper guitar.&amp;nbsp; I'll put the guitar I traded my ROAD Amp for on the bay, instead.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this weekend, I'll do a short video of the guitar in action and post it up.&amp;nbsp; I don't have my good amp, right now.&amp;nbsp; It quit working as I was testing the guitar (no sound, but it still has power and the tubes glow),&amp;nbsp; so I had to take it back to Guitar Center for them to send to the Fender Warranty Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little 10-watt Marshall practice amp I can use, though, which I bought as a back-up unit.&amp;nbsp; The guitar sounds good through it (and I haven't tried it through my 1950s Kay tube amp, yet, come to think of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get some video, one way or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4777205057193867520?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4777205057193867520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4777205057193867520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4777205057193867520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4777205057193867520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-teisco-guitar.html' title='Another Teisco Guitar!'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TCqq_X6YgbI/AAAAAAAAEL4/SV3skfmLUQ8/s72-c/DSCN2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8400916448818019178</id><published>2010-06-06T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:56:56.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Long Road</title><content type='html'>I have been working on a new version of a song, "RockerArm" that I wrote almost 30 years ago.&amp;nbsp; It was based on a comment Johnny Broyles made about his car, and I always liked the lyrics.&amp;nbsp; The original music, however, not so much.&amp;nbsp; Due to some extenuating circumstances within the "band", I had to dumb it down to two chords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as part of my new music project, I wanted to do a better version of this song.&amp;nbsp; After recording and erasing seven different versions, I finally came up with one I like.&amp;nbsp; I was singing the song to myself during the 24-hour mountain-bike race, and finally came up with the sound I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://hardrockingjonnyg.wordpress.com/2010/06/06/highway-machine/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8400916448818019178?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8400916448818019178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8400916448818019178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8400916448818019178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8400916448818019178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-long-road.html' title='A Long Long Road'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8545385762798223568</id><published>2010-06-02T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:16:09.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invasion of the Japanese Guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; Those of you familiar with my Two Wheels blog know how I can geek out about bicycles.&amp;nbsp; Be forewarned that I am fully capable of doing the same in regards to guitars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; In the past month, I have acquired three vintage 1960s Japanese electric guitars.&amp;nbsp; All three were acquired at less than the going market price, for which I am grateful.&amp;nbsp; I am not the only one who appreciates these things, it seems, and the prices are well above the $5.00 to $20.00 I paid for similar instruments back in the late 70s/early 80s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcJvkQuKDI/AAAAAAAAEFw/6jWCmS4jtEY/s1600/DSCN2274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcJvkQuKDI/AAAAAAAAEFw/6jWCmS4jtEY/s400/DSCN2274.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first guitar I got, from eBay, is this nice &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mark-cole.co.uk/teisco/index.htm"&gt;Teisco&lt;/a&gt; ET-220&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;lectric &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;remelo &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;-pickups),&amp;nbsp; also called the Spectrum 2.&amp;nbsp; The Teisco DelRey nameplate is missing from the headstock, so I have to assume the previous owner did not know the brand, nor did the "we sell your junk on eBay" company which listed it.&amp;nbsp; I happened to see the listing, but I think the Teisco collectors must have all missed it, since I got it for less than half of what a similar model sold for in the same week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKJzlc1MI/AAAAAAAAEF4/ipZuNO6DTw8/s1600/DSCN2275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKJzlc1MI/AAAAAAAAEF4/ipZuNO6DTw8/s400/DSCN2275.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Spectrum guitars have cool pickups with offset treble and bass pole-pieces.&amp;nbsp; Plus, they have the nice, flower engraved, pickguards for which the Teisco DelRey is famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKesqoT9I/AAAAAAAAEGA/sVrWcZIOEbc/s1600/DSCN2276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKesqoT9I/AAAAAAAAEGA/sVrWcZIOEbc/s400/DSCN2276.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The nicely bound headstock still shows the mark from the missing nameplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcROb0ef3I/AAAAAAAAEGw/dd-r5PXNy0I/s1600/DSCN2277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcROb0ef3I/AAAAAAAAEGw/dd-r5PXNy0I/s400/DSCN2277.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The ET-220 arrived complete with this cool vintage strap, as well.&amp;nbsp; I have seen these go for $25.00, on their own, lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKuyOSBSI/AAAAAAAAEGI/nJUgxMYpW7c/s1600/DSCN2278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcKuyOSBSI/AAAAAAAAEGI/nJUgxMYpW7c/s400/DSCN2278.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the guitar for which I traded the ROAD amp.&amp;nbsp; It was presented to me as a Teisco, and while I am sure it was built in the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teisco"&gt; Tokyo Electrical Instrument and Sound Company &lt;/a&gt;facility, I don't know if it was branded as a Teisco.&amp;nbsp; I have never seen a Teisco E-100 with the polished aluminum pickguard, but everything else matches up.&amp;nbsp; Of course, Teisco sold guitars with many, many different brand names to different importers/department stores/music store chains in the 1960s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guitar has the thickest, most baseball bat-like neck I have ever seen, which is good since it has no truss rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcMSK1b_FI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/Pa-tR8QK05Q/s1600/DSCN2279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcMSK1b_FI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/Pa-tR8QK05Q/s400/DSCN2279.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This mystery guitar, which I got in between getting the other two, shares a lot of features with the E-100-type guitar, above.&amp;nbsp; But, it also has some differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcMqeDYLlI/AAAAAAAAEGY/iH3i_ReS3DI/s1600/DSCN2261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcMqeDYLlI/AAAAAAAAEGY/iH3i_ReS3DI/s400/DSCN2261.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than the obvious difference in body profile, and two pickups rather than one, the neck on the mystery guitar is not nearly as thick as the E-100 neck.&amp;nbsp; And, it is a semi-set neck, rather than a pure bolt-on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcWi1zM5fI/AAAAAAAAEG4/l0Fr2vobM6k/s1600/DSCN2266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcWi1zM5fI/AAAAAAAAEG4/l0Fr2vobM6k/s400/DSCN2266.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Under that 5-bolt plate are two bolts holding the neck to the body.&amp;nbsp; There also appears to be some glue involved in the joint, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcXA2T67-I/AAAAAAAAEHA/A5nurD7QdWU/s1600/DSCN2270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcXA2T67-I/AAAAAAAAEHA/A5nurD7QdWU/s400/DSCN2270.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Click this picture for the big version, and you can see the difference in neck thicknesses and profiles between the two guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcNAl000GI/AAAAAAAAEGg/EuN5ifFFtkI/s1600/DSCN2262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcNAl000GI/AAAAAAAAEGg/EuN5ifFFtkI/s400/DSCN2262.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pickups are identical, between the two, as are the tailpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcNMuA-QWI/AAAAAAAAEGo/NAqjiZ8OGT0/s1600/DSCN2263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcNMuA-QWI/AAAAAAAAEGo/NAqjiZ8OGT0/s400/DSCN2263.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As usual, the two rocker switches are in bad shape.&amp;nbsp; I'll probably replace them with toggle switches, since I can't find replacements for the rockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a picture of an exact match for this guitar, but I have found some similar ones branded as "Winston" and "Zen-On".&amp;nbsp; I suspect that the E-100 was the same, due to the polished pickguard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on trying to get this one in as good shape as the E-100.&amp;nbsp; I stuck the one string and a bridge on it, just to see if the electronics work, and the tone is great, as it sits.&amp;nbsp; I think it will make a nice player, once it's spiffed up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8545385762798223568?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8545385762798223568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8545385762798223568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8545385762798223568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8545385762798223568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/06/invasion-of-japanese-guitars.html' title='Invasion of the Japanese Guitars'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/TAcJvkQuKDI/AAAAAAAAEFw/6jWCmS4jtEY/s72-c/DSCN2274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-699110709155555730</id><published>2010-05-20T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:59:29.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth In Art</title><content type='html'>I recently read a blog (and I  apologize that I forgot which one out of the million, or so, I've looked at  lately) on which the author recounted a story involving his little  girl.&amp;nbsp; Said little girl asked Daddy if all songs had to be true, to  which he replied, "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this a bit, especially in relation to a running  disagreement that my ex-wife and I had for close to 20 years.&amp;nbsp; She  believed that all songs were not only true, but literal.&amp;nbsp; And this  applied not just to the writer, but to anyone singing the song.&amp;nbsp; It  never made sense to me, and still doesn't.&amp;nbsp; But, the first time I ever  sang Folsom Prison Blues in front of her, I sort of expected her to call  the authorities and report me for that murder in Reno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in a rabid Southern Baptist household, the ex was taught that  the Bible was literally true;&amp;nbsp; no symbolism, no analogy...just 100%,  factual truth.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, this was drilled into her well enough that  she assumed every form of written or oral communication followed suit.  If I wrote a song along the lines of "guy sees girl, guy wants girl,  girl turns guy down", she assumed I had propositioned some poor female  on my lunch break and got shot down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even songs I wrote &lt;em&gt;for and about her&lt;/em&gt; never withstood her  scrutiny.&amp;nbsp; In the song "&lt;em&gt;Missing You&lt;/em&gt;", which I wrote and  recorded over Christmas break, the first year we were dating, I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Got a Corvette in my garage&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Got a Harley on the street&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Got a good guitar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Now, ain't that neat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Got all of these things&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still I'm not happy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Cause I'm missing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, the Corvette and Harley were the epitome of vehicles, to my  mind, and she knew that.&amp;nbsp; So, even though I didn't actually own them, I  used them to illustrate the fact that her presence would mean more to  me than any material posession ever could.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, since I  wrote that I had these things when I, in fact, did not, she took it to  mean that if I ever got a Harley and a Vette I would have no more need  of her.&amp;nbsp; She actually threw this idea into an argument we had about a  week before we split up, 16 years later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact of the matter is that "Missing You" was probably the most  profoundly true song, &lt;em&gt;figuratively and literally&lt;/em&gt;, that I had  ever written, up to that point.&amp;nbsp; Other than the motor vehicles,  virtually the whole song came from experience:&amp;nbsp; She was at her  grandmother's house in Dallas, I wasn't, and I missed her greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why all the talk about a woman from whom I've been divorced for 12  years?&amp;nbsp; Well, my 25th wedding anniversary went by, this month, for one  thing.&amp;nbsp; For another, this is one of the songs I plan to revisit as part  of my recording project, and the concept of its continued truthfulness  occurred to me as&amp;nbsp;I was listening to the old recording of it.&amp;nbsp; In that  (admittedly bad) vocal, I can hear the pain and loneliness I was feeling  at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will I be able to sing it, truthfully, at this late date?&amp;nbsp; I think  so; &amp;nbsp;mainly because&amp;nbsp;I do still miss that girl who was visiting her  Grandma, 28 years ago, even&amp;nbsp;though&amp;nbsp;I don't miss the woman who divorced  me 12 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, there's a very true country song in there, somewhere.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I  should write it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="AttachmentDownloadIframe" frameborder="0" framespacing="0" id="downloadFrame" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-699110709155555730?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/699110709155555730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=699110709155555730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/699110709155555730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/699110709155555730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth-in-art.html' title='Truth In Art'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6070483891501311017</id><published>2010-05-17T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:19:10.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-ta-ta-daa!  (Blowing my own horn.)</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite websites is&lt;a href="http://skulladay.blogspot.com/"&gt; Skull-A-Day&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Brad turned me on to it a couple of years ago, since I was producing a lot of skull scuptures at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted my drawing, "100 Skulls" to the site a while back, and it&lt;a href="http://skulladay.blogspot.com/2010/05/100-skulls.html"&gt; appeared&lt;/a&gt; on the blog on May 12.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even got a couple of nice comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6070483891501311017?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6070483891501311017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6070483891501311017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6070483891501311017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6070483891501311017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/05/ta-ta-ta-daa-blowing-my-own-horn.html' title='Ta-ta-ta-daa!  (Blowing my own horn.)'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-901089064634079465</id><published>2010-05-15T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:33:47.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitars From Yesteryear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9X4Gi8FbI/AAAAAAAAEAY/rPOYne-PARs/s1600/guitar1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9X4Gi8FbI/AAAAAAAAEAY/rPOYne-PARs/s400/guitar1.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In my college years, I fell completely in love with playing guitar, and playing &lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt; guitars.&amp;nbsp; I bought this &lt;i&gt;Yamaha FG75&lt;/i&gt; at a pawn shop, for $35.00 and played it for many years.&amp;nbsp; I ended up selling it at a yard sale, after I had been married a couple of years.&amp;nbsp; As I recall, I got $40.00 for it.&amp;nbsp; Buy low, sell high! Dig the &lt;i&gt;Farmer's Tan&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YEoyaXWI/AAAAAAAAEAg/iZWMsd6XYcA/s1600/guitar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YEoyaXWI/AAAAAAAAEAg/iZWMsd6XYcA/s400/guitar2.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I picked this one up at a flea market.&amp;nbsp; It was made of plywood, had a bolt-on neck and no name.&amp;nbsp; I drew pictures on it, played it, and generally just knocked around with it.&amp;nbsp; I only sold it about 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YOHEYbII/AAAAAAAAEAo/qrmyuufY8ng/s1600/guitar3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YOHEYbII/AAAAAAAAEAo/qrmyuufY8ng/s400/guitar3.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This original&lt;i&gt; Danelectro &lt;/i&gt;had been rattle-canned before I got it.&amp;nbsp; I removed the paint as carefully as I could, but the gold finish beneath the spray paint was still pretty damaged.&amp;nbsp; It's leaning on my silver-faced&lt;i&gt; Deluxe Reverb&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Behind that is one of my favorite amps, ever:&amp;nbsp; A&lt;i&gt; Silvertone&lt;/i&gt; tube bass amp with a single 12" speaker, which someone had mounted into a home-made &lt;i&gt;Crate Amp&lt;/i&gt;-style cabinet.&amp;nbsp; I took that amp to Saudi Arabia with me, and moved it around for 20 years.&amp;nbsp; It gave up the ghost in 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the &lt;i&gt;Big Muff Pi&lt;/i&gt; distortion box which is sitting on top of the &lt;i&gt;Fender&lt;/i&gt; amp.&amp;nbsp; I bought it in 1979 (!), and I don't think I'll ever let it go.&amp;nbsp; It has the best punk rock distortion, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YW57qCVI/AAAAAAAAEAw/lEiGoRhw9sw/s1600/guitar4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YW57qCVI/AAAAAAAAEAw/lEiGoRhw9sw/s400/guitar4.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know what brand this guitar was.&amp;nbsp; I bought it for $20.00 from the local used-guitar shop in Martin, Tennessee (where I went to college), and the body was in 4 pieces.&amp;nbsp; I repaired the body, filled the low spots where splinters of wood had gone missing, then painted it and applied a psychedelic poster on top of the body and headstock, and clear-coated it with about 10 coats of lacquer.&amp;nbsp; I sold it for $100.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YgJ_AbfI/AAAAAAAAEA4/FfYkhdstehQ/s1600/guitar5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YgJ_AbfI/AAAAAAAAEA4/FfYkhdstehQ/s400/guitar5.jpg" width="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the guitars I obsessed about, for years, was the &lt;i&gt;Gibson Flying V&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I was never able to afford a Gibson, but I bought this lawsuit-worthy copy from a music store in Saudi Arabia, in 1982.&amp;nbsp; I ended up selling it at the same yard sale at which I sold the &lt;i&gt;Yamaha&lt;/i&gt; acoustic.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember what I got for it, which probably means I lost money on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YmzNXxlI/AAAAAAAAEBA/n9z7wVDMrQ8/s1600/guitar6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YmzNXxlI/AAAAAAAAEBA/n9z7wVDMrQ8/s400/guitar6.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a lawsuit-era (&lt;i&gt;Gibson&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Fender&lt;/i&gt; both instituted lawsuits against companies which were producing exact copies of their designs, in the 1970s) &lt;i&gt;Harmony Stratocaster copy&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You could have put a &lt;i&gt;Fender&lt;/i&gt; decal on this guitar and 99% of people wouldn't be able to tell it from the real deal.&amp;nbsp; Here it is on my dorm-room bed in 1983.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guitar has been sitting in a local music store in my home town for 25 years, with a too-big price tag on it.&amp;nbsp; I traded it to them for something, back then, and they've never resold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YxPqgFrI/AAAAAAAAEBI/n7AveJOoU8I/s1600/guitar7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9YxPqgFrI/AAAAAAAAEBI/n7AveJOoU8I/s400/guitar7.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is one of my Frankenstein guitars that I wish I still had.&amp;nbsp; It is a &lt;i&gt;Norma (&lt;b&gt;Teisco&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;, in the coolest bass-boat gold metalflake ever.&amp;nbsp; The original &lt;i&gt;Norma&lt;/i&gt; neck was bowed like something Robin Hood would carry around, so I replaced it with another &lt;i&gt;Teisco&lt;/i&gt;-built neck, branded as a&lt;i&gt; Kingston.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; That neck was on 3 or 4 guitars through the years, but ended up on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where it ended up.&amp;nbsp; I may have given it away...I may have sold it.&amp;nbsp; Either way, I wish i still had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9Y4cjVq4I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/DKirHNaXTeQ/s1600/guitar8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9Y4cjVq4I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/DKirHNaXTeQ/s400/guitar8.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dorm-room wall, 1983 or '84.&amp;nbsp; Left to right:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Framus&lt;/i&gt; semi-hollow body with tremelo tailpiece and painted-on F-holes;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Teisco Del-Ray&lt;/i&gt; thinline hollow-body with the &lt;i&gt;Kingston&lt;/i&gt; neck installed and electronics from a &lt;i&gt;Harmony&lt;/i&gt; solid-body;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Gibson S-1&lt;/i&gt; purchased for me through the Employee Purchase Plan by my uncle, when he worked at &lt;i&gt;Norlin/Gibson&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Pat Benatar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9ZATgMD3I/AAAAAAAAEBY/AbAhGJjfFhY/s1600/guitar9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9ZATgMD3I/AAAAAAAAEBY/AbAhGJjfFhY/s400/guitar9.jpg" width="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Same wall, same guitars except for the pine slab "&lt;i&gt;Olympia&lt;/i&gt;", with a single humbucker installed in a pocket routed out with an electric drill.&amp;nbsp; It actually sounded pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9ZVA-q2lI/AAAAAAAAEBo/uZF-B-8J1Ds/s1600/guitar10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9ZVA-q2lI/AAAAAAAAEBo/uZF-B-8J1Ds/s400/guitar10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, of course, the late, lamented &lt;i&gt;Harmony Rebel&lt;/i&gt; in Avocado Green.&amp;nbsp; I've bid on 4 of these on eBay, within the last year, but I've never been willing to bid high enough to beat out the collectors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being able to find these old guitars for $20 to $50 in second-hand shops and small-town pawn shops.&amp;nbsp; eBay has killed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had pictures of some of the other guitars which came and went, back then.&amp;nbsp; For instance, I sold a &lt;i&gt;1968 Gibson SG Junior&lt;/i&gt;, with the original hardshell case, for $125...and I made a $50 profit on it!&amp;nbsp; You won't see that kind of deal again, any time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guitars of Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-901089064634079465?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/901089064634079465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=901089064634079465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/901089064634079465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/901089064634079465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/05/guitars-from-yesteryear.html' title='Guitars From Yesteryear'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-9X4Gi8FbI/AAAAAAAAEAY/rPOYne-PARs/s72-c/guitar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-5930786272064175759</id><published>2010-05-08T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:15:43.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing the Blues About Singing the Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-ZEkFZjMrI/AAAAAAAAD8o/3rkDYh2bcBg/s1600/DSCN2193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-ZEkFZjMrI/AAAAAAAAD8o/3rkDYh2bcBg/s400/DSCN2193.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obsessive?&amp;nbsp; Moi?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many blessings in my life, but my singing voice is not one of them.&amp;nbsp; I've worked on it, a lot, over the years, but I am far from a great (or even good) singer.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I feel the need, the compulsion, to sing my songs.&amp;nbsp; When I sing, you hear more of me than I can ever let out in any other way.&amp;nbsp; You often hear the expression "singing his heart out", and that is what you get with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent some time reworking the vocals on "&lt;i&gt;Hard Rockin&lt;/i&gt;'", the song I posted as a demo, last week.&amp;nbsp; I kept trying to make it sound "good", and I hated every take.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I sat back and thought about what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is, obviously, autobiographical.&amp;nbsp; It's all about the pain of my marriage finally coming to an end after Val and I had been together for 15 years (married for 13), and about how I finally decided to get beyond it.&amp;nbsp; It's also an angry song.&amp;nbsp; Even though I am, for the most part, past the hurt, I'm angry that my life didn't turn out the way I thought it would.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did one more take, singing like I felt and not really worrying about making it sound "good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it gets across what I'm trying to convey, and that's what matters to me.&amp;nbsp; Once Mark gets a decent drum part down, to replace my crude attempts, I will consider this one done and start to work on the next song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-5930786272064175759?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/5930786272064175759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=5930786272064175759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5930786272064175759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5930786272064175759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/05/singing-blues-about-singing-blues.html' title='Singing the Blues About Singing the Blues'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S-ZEkFZjMrI/AAAAAAAAD8o/3rkDYh2bcBg/s72-c/DSCN2193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-1427789701277163433</id><published>2010-04-29T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:53:44.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graffiti On The Way Home</title><content type='html'>I have conflicting feelings about graffiti.&amp;nbsp; On the one had, I view it as a horrible invasion on someone else's property.&amp;nbsp; On the other, I think some of it is artistic enough to merit its existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S9oavQ1OgtI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/0avdzOQl8QI/s1600/IMG00087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S9oavQ1OgtI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/0avdzOQl8QI/s400/IMG00087.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed by this trailer, parked with 3 or 4 others, on my way home, tonight.&amp;nbsp; I turned the bike around and came back to look at it because of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S9obLGrJfjI/AAAAAAAAD8g/VU6csxpCA14/s1600/IMG00086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S9obLGrJfjI/AAAAAAAAD8g/VU6csxpCA14/s400/IMG00086.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do a bit of drawing and painting, and I am amazed by the quality of this character.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what the medium is;&amp;nbsp; if it's spraypaint it's well applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I consider this more in the area of public art than vandalism.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the owner of the trailer may disagree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-1427789701277163433?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/1427789701277163433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=1427789701277163433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1427789701277163433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1427789701277163433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/graffiti-on-way-home.html' title='Graffiti On The Way Home'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S9oavQ1OgtI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/0avdzOQl8QI/s72-c/IMG00087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-317184836017902912</id><published>2010-04-24T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:46:09.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Recording Music</title><content type='html'>If you have listened to the demo of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hard Rockin'&lt;/span&gt; " which I posted, earlier, you have heard an example of one guy (me) multitracking a recording to build a song, track by track.  While some artists, such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steve Winwood&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prince&lt;/span&gt;, prefer to work this way, I really would rather record with other musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the give-and-take that comes from multiple musical outlooks and playing styles.  Recording on my own, and doing the mix by myself, is similar to writing unedited.  I am afraid that I hear what I want it to sound like, rather than what it actually sounds like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope to have others involved in recording the final version of this song (and the others). Maybe we'll do it in a live band set-up, maybe with discreet tracks recorded separately.  We may end up doing a bit of both, depending on the song and the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll certainly have other ears in the room when mixing the master tracks.  I know that my upper-range hearing loss will probably not lead to the best-sounding mix if I don't have someone else to listen to it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the recorder is going to work well.  I was a bit reluctant to go digital, as I am pretty well known as an analog guy.  But, having done a bit of research on digital recording in the professional world, I figured out that what sounds less good to me is not the actual medium onto which the music is recorded.  Rather, what sounds off to me is the compression that the mastering services apply to the tracks.  They do this to make the song play well on the radio (it's similar to what the commercial producers do to make the ads louder than the shows on TV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard to retain a bit of ambiance in the mix on this demo, and I was pleased with that aspect of it.  I think my little low-ceilinged house is actually a pretty good recording space, too.  I don't know how much the neighbors will like it if a whole band is playing, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's not like playing on stage.  We don't have to turn everything up to ten, to record.  Small amps and damped drums work just fine when close-miked, so it might actually work out.  If not, I have to find a rehearsal space to use.  Problem is, that costs money that I don't want to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about the project, and I have a couple of guys who seem interested in working with me.  I hope to end up with some listenable music, and have fun producing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-317184836017902912?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/317184836017902912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=317184836017902912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/317184836017902912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/317184836017902912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-recording-music.html' title='On Recording Music'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6816360566101761107</id><published>2010-04-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T11:18:16.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>So, I just couldn't stand the vocals on that first try.  It sounded bad, even for me.  I re-recorded the vocals, this morning, using a plug-in microphone, and it sounds a lot more like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remixed the instrumental tracks, bringing the drums forward a bit.  I'm no drummer, so please don't think to harshly of that track.   I just thought the song needed a bit more percussive feel, to get the atmosphere I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/26dQCr19ZHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/26dQCr19ZHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6816360566101761107?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6816360566101761107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6816360566101761107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6816360566101761107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6816360566101761107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6198007393446902206</id><published>2010-04-23T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:54:45.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning To Use the Tascam DP-004</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJed7Wb_Gh4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJed7Wb_Gh4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a chance to sit down and play with the new recorder, today.  After going through the introductory portion of the owner's manual, I thought I'd record and mix a song, just to see how everything works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vocals aren't great (but mine never are), even more so than usual since I was sitting on top of a practice amp singing at the unit on the table.  It's a little hard to project, when you are bent at the waist.  So, I sound a little thin...but, this isn't a final track.  It's just practice with the recorder, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four tracks: rhythm guitar, lead guitar, vocals and drums.  The guitar parts were recorded direct (plugged into the recorder, with no amp), using my 1966 Harmony that you see in the header at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little recorder works nicely.  Now, I just have to get some people together who can actually play these songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6198007393446902206?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6198007393446902206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6198007393446902206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6198007393446902206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6198007393446902206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/learning-to-use-tascam-dp-004.html' title='Learning To Use the Tascam DP-004'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-3505247004261114828</id><published>2010-04-18T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:11:41.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem With Some People</title><content type='html'>A small preview of the next comic book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S8ue93-GuHI/AAAAAAAADwY/boX0lNUD2QE/s1600/Problemwithpeople.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S8ue93-GuHI/AAAAAAAADwY/boX0lNUD2QE/s640/Problemwithpeople.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm striving to go a little more basic on the drawing and concentrating more on the writing.&amp;nbsp; Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-3505247004261114828?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/3505247004261114828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=3505247004261114828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3505247004261114828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/3505247004261114828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/problem-with-people.html' title='The Problem With Some People'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S8ue93-GuHI/AAAAAAAADwY/boX0lNUD2QE/s72-c/Problemwithpeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-2417957038487054446</id><published>2010-04-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:51:41.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tascam Pocket Studio</title><content type='html'>I just got a new &lt;strike&gt;toy&lt;/strike&gt; necessary tool for musical expression.  The Tascam DP-004 Pocket Studio is a 4-track recorder/stereo mixer that records to an SD card, making it possible to mix a song and then download it to your computer via a USB cable.  From there, it can be sent electronically or burned to a disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S70omTL3b3I/AAAAAAAADrA/LyZEoX8k8oU/s1600/DSCN2104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S70omTL3b3I/AAAAAAAADrA/LyZEoX8k8oU/s400/DSCN2104.JPG" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the unit is pretty small.  It's small size, ability to run on 4-AA cells, and the built-in microphones allow you to use it as a portable recorder.  Or, you can plug in the AC converter, plug in exterior mics to the two 1/4" jacks, and use it as a home studio mixer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S70qsqbKDfI/AAAAAAAADrI/82wsMYNktTU/s1600/DSCN2103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S70qsqbKDfI/AAAAAAAADrI/82wsMYNktTU/s400/DSCN2103.JPG" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Built-in microphones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for something like this, for quite a while.  I'm not too confident that we are going to get the studio room at Metro (and, if we do, I don't know what kind of recording equipment they have), so I may be recording here at &lt;i&gt;Dexter Street Studios&lt;/i&gt;.  Musician's friend had these on close-out, and the price was just too good to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I just have to learn how to use it.  It looks pretty simple (no software to download, or anything), but I am pretty much able to screw up even the easiest instructions.  So, I will be experimenting with it a bit, here and there, before trying to actually record anything for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to find the rest of the band....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-2417957038487054446?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/2417957038487054446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=2417957038487054446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/2417957038487054446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/2417957038487054446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/04/tascam-pocket-studio.html' title='Tascam Pocket Studio'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S70omTL3b3I/AAAAAAAADrA/LyZEoX8k8oU/s72-c/DSCN2104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-297915125675790820</id><published>2010-03-27T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T10:52:00.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Honest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S65DXYP7n5I/AAAAAAAADoo/M68sm-O9Aq8/s1600/DSCN2049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S65DXYP7n5I/AAAAAAAADoo/M68sm-O9Aq8/s400/DSCN2049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is this not the creepiest thing you've ever seen?&amp;nbsp; It's a ceramic cup, 7 inches tall, that I found at the thrift store for a dollar.&amp;nbsp; I had plans to "enhance" it in some way, like I "enhanced" the ballerina prints.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think I can do anything to it to make it any more horrifying, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait...I...I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S65FC0Jr1lI/AAAAAAAADow/l4inS9s0tfY/s1600/DSCN2051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S65FC0Jr1lI/AAAAAAAADow/l4inS9s0tfY/s400/DSCN2051.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;...I stand corrected! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-297915125675790820?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/297915125675790820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=297915125675790820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/297915125675790820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/297915125675790820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-honest.html' title='Be Honest...'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S65DXYP7n5I/AAAAAAAADoo/M68sm-O9Aq8/s72-c/DSCN2049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-7588161169664933273</id><published>2010-03-21T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:02:14.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Project is Progressing</title><content type='html'>I've decided to produce two separate music projects, one acoustic and one electric.&amp;nbsp; Unlike Bob Dylan, I'm starting with&amp;nbsp; the electric music first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through my&amp;nbsp; material and picked out 11 songs I want to try to get put down more the way I hear them in my head.&amp;nbsp; In the past, I've recorded quite a few songs with bad equipment and under circumstances that kept me from getting the sound I was after.&amp;nbsp; I hope to get a little closer, this time around.&amp;nbsp; While 11 songs may be a bit ambitious, I kinda want to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are fairly simple in construction (3 chords...no waiting).&amp;nbsp; I'm a big believer in the rhythm-heavy school of song-writing, and most of my tunes inspire a lot more foot-tapping than humming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S6bVozZVB2I/AAAAAAAADmA/DnwtSrLPGIs/s1600-h/d%26g1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S6bVozZVB2I/AAAAAAAADmA/DnwtSrLPGIs/s400/d%26g1.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me during the recording of some of these songs, the first time, in 1983.&amp;nbsp; I wish I still had that green &lt;i&gt;Harmony Rebel&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; At least I have its big brother, now, an&lt;i&gt; H-72&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I love the sound of those thinline hollowbodies with the DeArmond pickups.&amp;nbsp; (Wouldn't mind having some of that hair, again, as well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm working hard on setting this up and, and I really hope to get some other people involved who share my desire to have a little fun playing music.&amp;nbsp; I'm really hoping to get something worth listening to out of it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, "worth listening to" is in the ear of the beholder, I suppose.&amp;nbsp; I actually like listening to the old versions of these songs, but I think that's more of a reflection of how much fun I had with my buddies in Savannah.&amp;nbsp; (More on that, later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-7588161169664933273?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/7588161169664933273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=7588161169664933273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/7588161169664933273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/7588161169664933273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-project-is-progressing.html' title='Music Project is Progressing'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S6bVozZVB2I/AAAAAAAADmA/DnwtSrLPGIs/s72-c/d%26g1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4245253342517187436</id><published>2010-03-12T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:28:09.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Guitars, and the Learning Process (Plus Recording Plans)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5rgaDMSSLI/AAAAAAAADjA/Jmne5eOqGrk/s1600-h/DSCN1992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5rgaDMSSLI/AAAAAAAADjA/Jmne5eOqGrk/s400/DSCN1992.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Gibson and the music from class...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the plans I laid out for this year was to take a guitar class and brush up on the correct way to play guitar.&amp;nbsp; I am largely self-taught and, as such, I have never learned some of the very basic techniques of guitar technique, and I do a lot of things "wrong".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put "wrong" in parentheses because, if you play an instrument in a manner that you enjoy, and that other people enjoy hearing, then you are not playing "wrong".&amp;nbsp; But, if you learn the standard, or "right" way to play it might well open up more avenues for expression.&amp;nbsp; Opening up those avenues was my immediate goal in taking the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished the 8-week class at the end of last month and, while I already knew a good deal of the technique covered at the "Guitar 2-A" class level, I also learned a number of things. &amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, one of the things I learned is that, just like in the past,&lt;i&gt; I still hate going to school&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed myself during class, each week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And, I enjoyed learning and being challenged by new knowledge.&amp;nbsp; I just hated the physical aspect of having to show up, every week, for an hour in order to do this learning.&amp;nbsp; So, I don't think I'll be taking any more of the group classes in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hope to do is take some private lessons, on a monthly basis (if I can find a teacher I can afford).&amp;nbsp; I would happily pay a bit more per hour than the classes cost so that I wouldn't be wasting part of the time sitting through instruction on something I already know.&amp;nbsp; Kinda like paying more for boneless meat at the store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda is to put together a song list to record.&amp;nbsp; I have quite a few songs which I've written through the years which have either never been recorded, or else have been recorded badly.&amp;nbsp; And, I want to get them put down in a listenable form, on modern media.&amp;nbsp; I'm also working on a few new songs, as well, which I think will be worthy of this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have access to a recording studio, at Metro State, through my buddy Mark.&amp;nbsp; He is an alum, and knows some of the people in the music department well enough that he hopes to be able to get us some time either for free, or for cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4245253342517187436?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4245253342517187436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4245253342517187436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4245253342517187436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4245253342517187436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-guitars-and-learning-process-plus.html' title='On Guitars, and the Learning Process (Plus Recording Plans)'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5rgaDMSSLI/AAAAAAAADjA/Jmne5eOqGrk/s72-c/DSCN1992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-1841338301662637014</id><published>2010-03-07T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:07:05.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Ballerina Gruesomeness</title><content type='html'>The Zombie Ballerina was popular enough that, after the Christmas party was over, a couple of the guys I work with approached me and asked if I would consider doing something similar for them.&amp;nbsp; A little bit of money exchanged hands, and I told them I would try to find some similar pictures to "modify".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually found a pair of small lithographs, on eBay.&amp;nbsp; One of them was the same picture as the ZB.&amp;nbsp; The other was of another ballerina, by the same artist.&amp;nbsp; I ordered them up, and started trying to figure out what I would do with them.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to go the Edvard Munch route and just recreate the first painting (apparently, Munch painted dozens of versions of &lt;i&gt;The Scream&lt;/i&gt;).&amp;nbsp; So, when the two pictures arrived, I set them up on my table and just waited for some inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with something, pretty quickly, for the second ballerina.&amp;nbsp; But, it took about 3 months for the other one to inspire me to something other than zombification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your viewing pleasure, I offer up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That Takes Guts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5QvNNIVqmI/AAAAAAAADho/2Zk5Q8YEZJU/s1600-h/DSCN1967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5QvNNIVqmI/AAAAAAAADho/2Zk5Q8YEZJU/s400/DSCN1967.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Face It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5QvoIAiEgI/AAAAAAAADhw/w3wHS8wVmtY/s1600-h/DSCN1968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5QvoIAiEgI/AAAAAAAADhw/w3wHS8wVmtY/s400/DSCN1968.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gory, gruesome and quite unecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the figure in the mirror?&amp;nbsp; Why are these girls engaging in self-mutilation?&amp;nbsp; Is there something horribly wrong in the conservatory?&amp;nbsp; I have answers to all of those questions, but I suspect that they are no better than what you can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&amp;nbsp; I hope that you enjoyed my little foray into the macabre.&amp;nbsp; You probably won't be seeing any more work in this style, from me.&amp;nbsp; It's kinda disturbing, once it's all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-1841338301662637014?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/1841338301662637014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=1841338301662637014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1841338301662637014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1841338301662637014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-ballerina-gruesomeness.html' title='More Ballerina Gruesomeness'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S5QvNNIVqmI/AAAAAAAADho/2Zk5Q8YEZJU/s72-c/DSCN1967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4867263471421036981</id><published>2010-02-16T15:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:01:30.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Commandante Brad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S3svPoCAqJI/AAAAAAAADdY/QmkYUWJLeso/s1600-h/DSCN1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S3svPoCAqJI/AAAAAAAADdY/QmkYUWJLeso/s400/DSCN1888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438992920470399122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this with a 0.5mm Pentel mechanical pencil, using &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S1TLz8rp8RI/AAAAAAAADVY/m2lqaTNR1fY/s1600-h/century%232e.jpg"&gt;this photo&lt;/a&gt; as reference.  It is approximately 4" by 6".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was originally planning on inking it, but I really like how it looks.  So, I think I'll just spray on some fixative and call it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4867263471421036981?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4867263471421036981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4867263471421036981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4867263471421036981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4867263471421036981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-commandante-brad.html' title='El Commandante Brad'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S3svPoCAqJI/AAAAAAAADdY/QmkYUWJLeso/s72-c/DSCN1888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8984405930035616155</id><published>2010-01-29T16:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:58:54.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental Art Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAq2BwP0I/AAAAAAAADYg/kafJb5v4mlc/s1600-h/DSCN1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAq2BwP0I/AAAAAAAADYg/kafJb5v4mlc/s400/DSCN1762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432327049084682050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rod has this Marilyn poster hanging in his cubicle, at work.  One day, someone took a picture of Brittany Murphy and trimmed the face out of it, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAd7LHDxI/AAAAAAAADYY/zA9HkHUQvNg/s1600-h/DSCN1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAd7LHDxI/AAAAAAAADYY/zA9HkHUQvNg/s400/DSCN1764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432326827127803666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stuck Brittany's face onto Marilyn, as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAULkI9YI/AAAAAAAADYQ/ifncSLYeohQ/s1600-h/DSCN1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAULkI9YI/AAAAAAAADYQ/ifncSLYeohQ/s400/DSCN1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432326659729061250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rod removed the trimmed out face, and stuck it on the back of his bookcase, which sits at the doorway of his cube.  As you walk down the hallway, this is what you see.  Or, rather, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt;.  I walked past it for a couple of days, before I decided that the disembodied head needed, well, a body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_6-FwpnI/AAAAAAAADYI/nOf4ijoWMVU/s1600-h/DSCN1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_6-FwpnI/AAAAAAAADYI/nOf4ijoWMVU/s400/DSCN1767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432326226615248498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I dashed off this hula girl, on a small &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post-It&lt;/span&gt; note, and stuck it under Brittany's face.  Then, I forgot about it.  But, after it had been up a couple of days, people began asking me when I was going to do a new version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_nKqAWvI/AAAAAAAADYA/lJAKhn_jCjE/s1600-h/DSCN1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_nKqAWvI/AAAAAAAADYA/lJAKhn_jCjE/s400/DSCN1768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432325886391114482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thus began the Accidental Art Project.  Now, if two days go by without a new body, I get complaints.  People come from all over the building to check it out.  And, while I can't necessarily put up a new one every day, I think I have averaged two new versions every three days since it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_a6q3j2I/AAAAAAAADX4/RkLzjfKD_NE/s1600-h/DSCN1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_a6q3j2I/AAAAAAAADX4/RkLzjfKD_NE/s400/DSCN1769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432325675941334882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_PjJV5AI/AAAAAAAADXw/7kGKYPAvMQA/s1600-h/DSCN1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N_PjJV5AI/AAAAAAAADXw/7kGKYPAvMQA/s400/DSCN1770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432325480648139778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Run, Lola, run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N-_aNU8NI/AAAAAAAADXo/o0nom-in5PU/s1600-h/DSCN1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N-_aNU8NI/AAAAAAAADXo/o0nom-in5PU/s400/DSCN1771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432325203371028690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N-zkxDtVI/AAAAAAAADXg/ztAcw6ZrSmg/s1600-h/DSCN1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N-zkxDtVI/AAAAAAAADXg/ztAcw6ZrSmg/s400/DSCN1772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432325000046818642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6u3sMZoI/AAAAAAAADXY/bDCX38Te21E/s1600-h/DSCN1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6u3sMZoI/AAAAAAAADXY/bDCX38Te21E/s400/DSCN1773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432320521180833410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, up in the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6kl4v-AI/AAAAAAAADXQ/-iguoac5S2w/s1600-h/DSCN1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6kl4v-AI/AAAAAAAADXQ/-iguoac5S2w/s400/DSCN1774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432320344602966018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kawabunga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6Vu_KeoI/AAAAAAAADXI/HMhCtjmPLyo/s1600-h/DSCN1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6Vu_KeoI/AAAAAAAADXI/HMhCtjmPLyo/s400/DSCN1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432320089347750530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La la laa la laa, la la laa la la la laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6LfbgOVI/AAAAAAAADXA/05bZW5r6WoY/s1600-h/DSCN1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6LfbgOVI/AAAAAAAADXA/05bZW5r6WoY/s400/DSCN1776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432319913372957010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Betty Boop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6ASKGuwI/AAAAAAAADW4/nT3a3sNuKBg/s1600-h/DSCN1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N6ASKGuwI/AAAAAAAADW4/nT3a3sNuKBg/s400/DSCN1777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432319720831761154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come fly with me, come fly, let's fly away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N50Nr21aI/AAAAAAAADWw/43x4isxfcE4/s1600-h/DSCN1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2N50Nr21aI/AAAAAAAADWw/43x4isxfcE4/s400/DSCN1785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432319513472718242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A non-zombie ballerina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8984405930035616155?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8984405930035616155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8984405930035616155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8984405930035616155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8984405930035616155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2010/01/accidental-art-project.html' title='Accidental Art Project'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/S2OAq2BwP0I/AAAAAAAADYg/kafJb5v4mlc/s72-c/DSCN1762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8072501763790585783</id><published>2009-12-14T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:33:43.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SybiPvD8Y0I/AAAAAAAADNw/ZxBwpRW1lqk/s1600-h/DSCN1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SybiPvD8Y0I/AAAAAAAADNw/ZxBwpRW1lqk/s400/DSCN1603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415264361918522178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Zombie Ballerina En Pointe With Brain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acrylic paint on 1960s "brush stroke textured" print in plastic frame.&lt;br /&gt;Made for White Elephant gift exchange at work.&lt;br /&gt;Should go over like gangbusters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click for BIG)&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8072501763790585783?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8072501763790585783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8072501763790585783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8072501763790585783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8072501763790585783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/12/zombie-ballerina.html' title='Zombie Ballerina'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SybiPvD8Y0I/AAAAAAAADNw/ZxBwpRW1lqk/s72-c/DSCN1603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8557812253945443352</id><published>2009-07-25T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:42:06.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SmtRzBm6pII/AAAAAAAACwI/c5nMtjk0azo/s1600-h/072509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362469718361547906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SmtRzBm6pII/AAAAAAAACwI/c5nMtjk0azo/s400/072509.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a fan of the French Press.  I just got this little half-sized model for Carol, a while back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8557812253945443352?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8557812253945443352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8557812253945443352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8557812253945443352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8557812253945443352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/07/coffee-break.html' title='Coffee Break'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SmtRzBm6pII/AAAAAAAACwI/c5nMtjk0azo/s72-c/072509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-8552225168315702450</id><published>2009-06-04T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:15:52.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SiibeqGhE4I/AAAAAAAACjs/OyQmFX66cXs/s1600-h/meeting+minutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343691908875096962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SiibeqGhE4I/AAAAAAAACjs/OyQmFX66cXs/s400/meeting+minutes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spent 2 hours in one of the most aggravating, annoying meetings I have ever been in, today.  I've redacted the actual text of the meeting agenda, but you can see what was accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  R.I.P. David Carradine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-8552225168315702450?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/8552225168315702450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=8552225168315702450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8552225168315702450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/8552225168315702450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/06/productive-meeting.html' title='Productive Meeting'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SiibeqGhE4I/AAAAAAAACjs/OyQmFX66cXs/s72-c/meeting+minutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-1021749263977078852</id><published>2009-05-15T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:55:13.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ew!  Is that guy sketching me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/Sg2eYhc6MhI/AAAAAAAAChw/VudnqvNvEGs/s1600-h/051509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336095277637579282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/Sg2eYhc6MhI/AAAAAAAAChw/VudnqvNvEGs/s400/051509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-1021749263977078852?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/1021749263977078852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=1021749263977078852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1021749263977078852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1021749263977078852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/05/ew-is-that-guy-sketching-me.html' title='Ew!  Is that guy sketching me?'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/Sg2eYhc6MhI/AAAAAAAAChw/VudnqvNvEGs/s72-c/051509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-1848288716694077939</id><published>2009-04-19T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:19:28.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic, Part 1</title><content type='html'>Click for BIG&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SevNeSjV90I/AAAAAAAACek/sMyzn57eGic/s1600-h/comicpart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326576904555591490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SevNeSjV90I/AAAAAAAACek/sMyzn57eGic/s400/comicpart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-1848288716694077939?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/1848288716694077939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=1848288716694077939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1848288716694077939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/1848288716694077939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/04/comic-part-1.html' title='Comic, Part 1'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SevNeSjV90I/AAAAAAAACek/sMyzn57eGic/s72-c/comicpart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-105467384737064063</id><published>2009-04-19T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:58:38.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One-Minute Sketches</title><content type='html'>I had great plans for doing some more involved artwork, this year, and putting it up on this blog. Unfortunately/fortunately, my bike business picked up quite a bit, and I've had little time for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I sat at the coffee shop and did quick pen sketches, just because I haven't drawn a damn thing in so long. Some came out a bit more successfully than others, but I feel good for having done them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXXFimbHI/AAAAAAAACec/SK3PoGYWPXM/s1600-h/52card01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326447038431652978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXXFimbHI/AAAAAAAACec/SK3PoGYWPXM/s400/52card01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXQ_fr9LI/AAAAAAAACeU/DvqSEgadRkU/s1600-h/52card02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446933729604786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXQ_fr9LI/AAAAAAAACeU/DvqSEgadRkU/s400/52card02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXJj9LERI/AAAAAAAACeM/gb5P3Xb1l2U/s1600-h/52card03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446806078001426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXJj9LERI/AAAAAAAACeM/gb5P3Xb1l2U/s400/52card03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXC1lntpI/AAAAAAAACeE/BpWmRZl-KPo/s1600-h/52card04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446690551969426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXC1lntpI/AAAAAAAACeE/BpWmRZl-KPo/s400/52card04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetW8eIK51I/AAAAAAAACd8/B1t7gIO5FM0/s1600-h/52card05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446581175215954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetW8eIK51I/AAAAAAAACd8/B1t7gIO5FM0/s400/52card05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetW0h19u3I/AAAAAAAACd0/Rt5duNfzJLg/s1600-h/52card06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446444733643634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetW0h19u3I/AAAAAAAACd0/Rt5duNfzJLg/s400/52card06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetWqUJROLI/AAAAAAAACds/HuhMafNkqFo/s1600-h/52card07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326446269257824434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetWqUJROLI/AAAAAAAACds/HuhMafNkqFo/s400/52card07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one actually took closer to 5 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-105467384737064063?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/105467384737064063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=105467384737064063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/105467384737064063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/105467384737064063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-minute-sketches.html' title='One-Minute Sketches'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SetXXFimbHI/AAAAAAAACec/SK3PoGYWPXM/s72-c/52card01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-4475963470328384404</id><published>2009-02-05T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:05:37.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple of Quick Sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; I may not post one piece &lt;em&gt;each&lt;/em&gt; week, but I will post one &lt;em&gt;per&lt;/em&gt; week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a text message from Colin asking for a "quick pic of a snowboarding halfpipe". He needs it to use as a reference to draw a picture for a book report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545839911995362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SYvE3Prah-I/AAAAAAAACMw/wMLfE9_NxeA/s400/0205b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure if he wanted a picture of a snowboarder on a halfpipe, or just a picture showing what a halfpipe looks like. So, I just drew one of each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545833324470594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SYvE23I04UI/AAAAAAAACMo/uiYZJEyR5wI/s400/0205a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-4475963470328384404?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/4475963470328384404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=4475963470328384404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4475963470328384404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/4475963470328384404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/02/couple-of-quick-sketches.html' title='A Couple of Quick Sketches'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SYvE3Prah-I/AAAAAAAACMw/wMLfE9_NxeA/s72-c/0205b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-199855333739982766</id><published>2009-01-23T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:39:17.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Don't Write 'Em Like That Any More</title><content type='html'>No graphic art, this week.  But, I did write a couple of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here"s the lyrics to a goofy little pop song about (what else?) riding my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the seat and grab the handlebars, put my feet on the pedals&lt;br /&gt;Ring the bell as I'm riding along, say hello to the fellows&lt;br /&gt;People in cars, they're not so bad, But I'm glad I'm not one&lt;br /&gt;I ride past as they're sitting still, And I'm having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sky, hear the birds as they sing, the soundtrack for my riding&lt;br /&gt;Feel the sun, feel the wind and the rain, It's all just so exciting&lt;br /&gt;Here I go just cruising along, I'm really in no hurry&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda nice just to take my time, out of the rat race scurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get a bike, and then go ride it, then I think you'll say&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bike and I like to ride it, I ride it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-199855333739982766?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/199855333739982766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=199855333739982766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/199855333739982766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/199855333739982766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-dont-write-em-like-that-any-more.html' title='They Don&apos;t Write &apos;Em Like That Any More'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6151758358178500584</id><published>2009-01-15T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:33:07.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SW_jn_rgAJI/AAAAAAAACGE/a3mWp7RpW94/s1600-h/art+045a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291698363431911570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SW_jn_rgAJI/AAAAAAAACGE/a3mWp7RpW94/s400/art+045a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the initial sketch for a painting of my &lt;em&gt;DiamondBack Voyager&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6151758358178500584?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6151758358178500584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6151758358178500584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6151758358178500584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6151758358178500584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/01/painting-part-1.html' title='Painting, Part 1'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SW_jn_rgAJI/AAAAAAAACGE/a3mWp7RpW94/s72-c/art+045a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-5221277258542692101</id><published>2009-01-05T16:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:03:53.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting For Colin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SWKtEbFNLUI/AAAAAAAACEg/F-YD9od6ops/s1600-h/skullies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SWKtEbFNLUI/AAAAAAAACEg/F-YD9od6ops/s400/skullies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287979203987057986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colin collects these little guys, and ended up with a couple of extras.  He gave them to me, last year, so that I could display them on one of the toy shelves.  He asked if I would draw him a picture of the two figures, and I said I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a while, but I finally got them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-5221277258542692101?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/5221277258542692101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=5221277258542692101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5221277258542692101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/5221277258542692101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2009/01/painting-for-colin.html' title='Painting For Colin'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/SWKtEbFNLUI/AAAAAAAACEg/F-YD9od6ops/s72-c/skullies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7971740718548775743.post-6513874062717931558</id><published>2008-12-25T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:22:00.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting In January, 2009</title><content type='html'>In 2008, I posted a drawing a day at&lt;a href="http://pixtimes366.blogspot.com/"&gt; Pix X 366&lt;/a&gt;.  For 2009, I want to take a bit more time per post and, hopefully, produce a higher quality of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art may be a drawing, or a sculpture...a page of comics..whatever I'm working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, and see what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7971740718548775743-6513874062717931558?l=52card.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/feeds/6513874062717931558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7971740718548775743&amp;postID=6513874062717931558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6513874062717931558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7971740718548775743/posts/default/6513874062717931558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://52card.blogspot.com/2008/12/starting-in-january-2009.html' title='Starting In January, 2009'/><author><name>Jon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15989502925369231042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V2_uZANUM3A/THsdaWRUAII/AAAAAAAAEWo/zwrVtcJBzuM/S220/Media+CardBlackBerrypicturesIMG00125.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
