"TrekStone": Trek + Bridgestone Ugly Town Bike Pt 2


It's another beautiful day in western Oregon. Yesterday, it was dark and dreary, and raining crazy cats and drippy dogs all day, a lot. And even that was beautiful; it keeps the air and sky clear.

It's been just about a year since Part 1 about this mongrel "TrekStone" Ugly Town Bike, a combo of a 1st gen Trek mountain bike main frame, and a Tom Ritchey designed Bridgestone MB-1 fork. Not a whole lot has changed on it since, except for the handlebars and the tires. Since this bike has recently become my go-to daily rider, I swapped out the humongous Continental Town and Country 26x1.9 bullet-proof pothole floaters for a pair of Sheng Shin 26x1.5 skin walls, which I got at Paul's Bikes' Alder St store a few years ago and never used.


These Sheng Shins have a nice evenly round cross section, with no shoulders and only a hint of tread, and they roll fast and corner smooth. Plus, light colored skin walls look vintage-y cool. Damn, I wish I would have bought 5 pair; never seen them since.

You may notice that I still haven't gotten around to getting the frame and fork painted. It would be a good idea to get that done, but it would mean tearing the bike down, and I'm having fun riding it. The B-Stone MB-1 fork is bare metal right now, and interestingly, even though it's really humid here, there's not a hint of rust on it. Might be the high manganese steel alloy, possibly, or maybe I'm just lucky.

The other change with the bike is a lower rise bar setup:


The Nitto North Road bars I had on previously were really great feeling, high quality, and looked 1930s European touristy, but the almost but not quite flat profile of these new bars is stylish in a whole different way. Acquired in a trade, I have no idea what these handlebars are called, or who made them; if you have any idea, let me know.

A plus with these bars is that since they're lower rise than the tourist bars, the stem can be raised in order to get to my preferred equal bar and saddle height riding stance. A taller stem has an interesting look in itself, for some reason. Maybe it's because more shiny metal is showing?


Since it's getting into the long rainy season here in the Willamette Valley, the next step is putting on a pair of fenders, or mud guards to you Brits. But not today; the sun is shining, the streets are almost dry, and I'm going for a ride.


1959 Danelectro Double Cutaway, and Accurately Setting the Intonation


In my initial post in this series, I summarized this guitar as: "1959 Danelectro. A gift from my brother Jonsan, I have no idea what its model name is. Made in Neptune, New Jersey. The body has a pine frame with black painted Masonite pressboard top and back, and sides covered in textured white vinyl tape. Poplar neck with double non-adjustable steel flat-bar truss rods, Brazilian rosewood fingerboard, and aluminum nut and side markers. Kluson tuners. All original. Any brand of regular light electric strings, .010 to .046."

As a quick run down on this Dano, that's a pretty good description, and it just begins to touch on how basically really strange old Danelectros are. And how much different are they from other guitars? Let's start with the neck:


Yeah, that's an aluminum nut, and it's never going to wear out, unless you use diamond coated strings. As you can see, it's attached with a screw, into the really thick slab Brazilian rosewood fingerboard. In the 1950s, Brazilian rosewood was the only rosewood being used, back before the Amazon rain forest was almost totally wiped out, both of old growth trees, and the indigenous population, but that's another story.

Here's a shot of the heel end of the neck:


You can see how thick that rosewood 'board is here. Under the slab, are the exposed ends of the two steel bar trussrods. They're totally not adjustable, and under most conditions, they never need it, being way stronger than any other trussrod design out there. I've seen old Danos with heavy gauge flat wound jazz strings, and no warpo, no worries. With my preferred 10-46 round wounds, the neck should be good for a couple lifetimes.

* Update: This Dano now has a GHS Gilmour 10.5 - 50 set on it. After I put the heavier strings on, I expected the neck to bow a bit under the increased tension, and was prepared to go back to the 10 - 46 set, since there is no truss rod adjustment. But what actually happened was strange: after the string change (and I only replaced them one at a time, to reduce the chance of neck flex), the action got a bit lower, rather than higher as expected - and there were a few buzzing notes in the middle of the fingerboard. I didn't reset the bridge, and let the guitar sit. After three or four days, the strings came back up, and the action is now where it was before, and hasn't changed for the past two months. It doesn't make sense, can't explain it, it's like magic. Or genius engineering.

Here are the tuning machines:


No idea what brand these tuners are - maybe Kluson? They were a major provider of machines for many makers back in the day, so maybe. They're now 57 years old, and still work fine, no issues. A drop or two of Tri-Flo every once in a while, and maybe they also will last another 100 years.

Down at the other end:


The neck is attached with three of the strange looking screws that you only see on old Danelectros - wide round heads, small Phillips slots. Why only three? No idea, but it works.

Let's move the camera a bit:


This Dano came with two cheesy looking, white plastic shove-in-hole style acoustic guitar end pins. They also did what they were supposed to do, no problem. Except, once at a jam, I set the guitar leaning against the amp, tail end down, and that end pin cracked off. Bummer. Next day, drilled the remains of the end pin out, stuck a dowel in the hole, and installed a regular nickel plated strap pin. While I was at it, I pulled the pin out of the heel - see the hole left behind, above - and put another nickel button on the left horn:


Okay, I guess I lied when I said this guitar was all original. I put on a couple strap buttons, big deal; I don't care, I'm never gonna sell it anyway. The Dano hangs a lot better now, and no big fat plastic end pin stuck on the heel means better access to the upper octave.

Here's something cool, the back control cover "plate":


This may just be the piece of Masonite that fell out when a circle was cut out of the back, I don't know, looks like it. In a stroke of genius el-cheapo engineering, the way in which it attaches to the back is simply a small screw threading into a rectangular piece of Masonite - when you tighten the screw, it pulls the other piece up against the inside of the guitar, and thus bringing the round cover down flush with the back:


In this picture, you can see what the other, non-finished side of Masonite looks like. Don't ask me what Masonite is, I don't know, but it's one of those 1950s "Space Age" materials like Bakelite, Plexiglass, and Naugahyde, that was supposed to make our lives zoom into the 21st century and help us evolve into higher consciousness. "Better Living Through Chemistry!" - that's a real ad slogan from back then. Too bad - here we are actually in the 21st century, and we never zoomed anywhere; we're still stuck here on planet Earth, and still trying hard to kill each other.

Now, let's look inside the control cavity:


Lots to see here. In the bottom of the frame, you can see part of the pine frame that actually is the body - imagine a guitar shaped slab of wood, that's been cut again and hollowed out on the inside, leaving a thick outline. Onto that, the top and back Masonite pieces are glued, and voila - instant guitar, more or less.

At the top of the picture is the block that the bridge is screwed into, which also keeps the back and top from sympathetically vibrating into howling "wolf tone" mechanical feedback, just as a sound post dowel does inside a violin. To the right of that, is another wooden block, doing much the same thing. These blocks also strengthen the whole body - since they are well glued to both top and back, which are in turn glued to the pine frame, the whole assemblage becomes one fairly rigid unit.

This is only a single pickup guitar, but it has three basic variable tones, thanks to the control layout, using a SPDT center-off switch, two pots, two caps, and a resistor. In the center switch position, the tone control is disabled. Flip the switch one way, and the tone pot is the familiar, progressive high-cut control. Flipped the other way, you can control varying levels of low-cut - cool! And great when you want to get that sharp, razor thin skankin' tone that really cuts through the mix with a Reggae band.

And next, here's the bridge:

 
Another unique, genius, and inexpensive to build invention by Nat Daniel, the "Dan" of Danelectro. I should mention here that the big thing about Danelectro guitars and basses is that were incredibly good guitars, great playing and great sounding, but really inexpensive, and easy to afford. Genius indeed, and thanks, Nat.

The bridge is a thick, chrome plated steel plate, with four holes and six slots. One hole is countersunk on the top, through which a flat top screw runs down into the center block. Two other holes are counter bored on the bottom, half way through the plate, toward the front of the bridge. Two more flat top screws also run down into the block, and the front of the bridge plate rests upon those screws at the counter-bored holes, and the whole thing is held tightly in place by the tension of the strings. Depending on how far each of the screws are threaded down, the bridge can be set higher or lower, and the tilt angle can be varied to a fine degree:


With this arrangement, it's possible to get any kind of combination of string break over angle past the saddle and string height above the body, as well as the usual action adjustment. I once played a Danelectro that had a shim in the neck pocket to get a steeper neck-to-body angle, and the bridge plate set up high, which felt a lot like playing a Les Paul. Mine is set more or less stock, with a Fender-ish flat neck angle.

At the rear of the bridge plate are six open slots that the strings run through, trapping the ball ends. The first time you change strings on a Dano, it feels freaky, and you think the strings are going to pop out when they get tightened up - but they don't, they stay in place. Yeah, it's like some kind of magic, can't explain it. Once again: it's weird, it's different, and it works.

The fourth hole through the bridge is also a slot, running on axis in the middle of the plate; there is a smaller screw, with its head on the bottom of the bridge plate, its shaft going through the slot, and attached to the bottom of the rosewood saddle. The saddle is not screwed down tight against the plate, and it's possible to move it back and forth to set the intonation. This jazz guitar-like rosewood saddle is one of the factors in the unique tone of a Danelectro, along with the body and neck materials, the semi-hollow construction, and of course the famed soulful toned lipstick pickups.

Usually, in everyone else's Danelectro, the plate is set at an angle to the body, with the front of the bridge higher than the rear, so that the strings break cleanly over the front edge of the saddle, for notes that are clear and crisp. As an alternative, it's possible to raise the rear of the bridge higher than the front, thus making the strings lay flat over the saddle for its whole width, and creating an indistinct and really buzzy tone, reminiscent of a sitar.

However, my Dano is a bit different:


I have the bridge plate set more or less flat in relation to the top of the body, with the difference in height made up for with my Danelectro intonation innovation: simply, a low "E" string cut to length and placed between the rosewood saddle, and the strings. After tuning up to pitch, I pull and push the string around, until the intonation is right on, and it's a done deal. And unlike using an aftermarket individually adjustable saddle bridge, the original Danelectro tone is maintained, since it's still just strings sitting on top of rosewood (!).

So that's my method of accurately setting the string intonation on a vintage Danelectro - it's cheap (free, actually), it's effective, easily reversible, and doesn't mess with the original vibe of these fantastic guitars. Or their collector's value if you're into that sort of thing, which I'm not. I've been doing this to Danos for a long time, since way before there was an internet, and over the years I've shared this trick with other Danelectro players, from Colorado, to Nashville, to Bakersfield, and even Britain. Possibly, they've passed it on to others since then, and you're also welcome to it, it's my pleasure. It always feels good to give something back to the global guitar playing community.

So what's missing from this article? I've only barely mentioned the Danelectro's nicely toneful pickup, but there's already been maybe a million and a half words already written about those legendary sound transducers. Nothing much I can add to that, so I won't. Except, and I've said this before, but it's worth repeating: this is one of the very finest sounding, and playing, guitars I've ever had the pleasure of squeezing notes out of.

Okay, thanks again for visiting, see you next time; make sure to bring along a guitar, we'll open up a couple beers, and have a good long jam.

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For more guitar stuff, you can also go to the first post in this series, "My Arsenal".

The Stratocaster in that post, which is actually a Parts-O-Franken-Caster, has three posts up so far about the build in various stages: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. When I get around to replacing the bridge with a new Gotoh trem, I'll update with a Part 4. Lately I've changed the neck pickup three times (did a couple dumb things), as well as replaced a couple more hardware bits with nickel ones, so I may do a Part 3.5 soon. Maybe.

Also, on the right sidebar are some topic links - click on "Guitar" for a few articles that may or may not be of interest to you.

Next time, we'll probably be taking a look at a '77 Gibson Les Paul TV Special. See you then.


The Sun Just Went Down


The sun just went down, the pumpkins turned into Jack'o'Lanterns, and the wandering  spirits will soon arrive.

Halloween, Demons, and Political Kool Aid


It's October 31, and here in the U.S., that means it's Halloween. For most of us who live in a post-superstition world governed by rational thought, Halloween is a festive time, when young (and not so young) kids can get into costume, go trick or treating for candy from the neighbors, and generally have a lot of fun. For those who live in a less scientific, less logical place in their minds, Halloween is a dark and truly scary time; so much so that a surprisingly vocal part of our society has called for the abolition of this national custom. I've written about that previously, in a post entitled Angels, Demons, and Charter Schools.

There's an article in today's edition of the UK newspaper Independent that highlights a recent survey conducted in Florida by Public Policy Polling. Among other interesting points, the poll finds that "40 per cent of Donald Trump's supporters believe his White House rival Hillary Clinton is an "actual demon". "  Not a figurative demon, but an "actual" one. So, let that sink in, and while you're at it, try to remember that we're living in the 21st century. It seems that a whole lot of people have been drinking from the vat of toxic political Kool Aid.

On one level, it's amusing to think that there are so many people in our country that continue to have lives that are controlled by superstition and dread. I mean, most of us pay good money to go to a theater so we can spend a couple hours being immersed in, and being thrilled by, a filmmaker's imaginary world full of dark and sinister forces. These people, on the other hand, live in those dark spaces 24 hours a day, and they don't even have to pay for that experience.

Another entertaining question in that same poll finds that 75% of Republican voters believed that their nominee "respected women, with only nine per cent disagreeing with the idea".

But getting back to reality, if that's possible here, it's more than a little disheartening that so much of our national discourse, not to mention the important decisions affecting the future of our country and the rest of the world, is being influenced and sometimes controlled by a not inconsiderable portion of the population who believe in the existence of demons, whether or not they think those creatures are running for public office.

Remember, the election is only eight days away. Happy Halloween, and may all your nightmares be good ones!


Happy Pumpkin Day


While loading stuff into the car before going to rehearsal yesterday, I walked out to see one ray of sun, filtered between the branches of the big fir across the street, spotlighting onto the front porch. Whoa. Grabbed the camera quick, and took this shot; almost immediately, the sun was gone.

Maybe it's just a coincidence that I'd spent much of the afternoon making pumpkin pies:


Okay, maybe my pies aren't going to win any prizes for being pretty. Kind of like caveman pies. But they sure do taste pretty good. Especially with freshly whipped heavy cream, lightly sweetened, with a touch of vanilla.

It's definitely autumn here in western Oregon. I just now got in from a couple hours of raking leaves from the oaks, maples, and sweet gums around the house. Time to have a piece of pie with a cup of tea - warm food for a cool day.

Happy Pumpkin Day!


Portland Japanese Garden with a $30 Pocket Camera


At the Portland Japanese Garden yesterday, one of the docents called it "a peak day for the Garden", and she was right. After a couple weeks of rain, the sun came out for most of the day, the light was almost other-worldly for this time of year, and the maples were in full color. A great day for taking photos.

There were a lot of professionals and semi-pros wandering around with their portable studio kits: multiple giant SLR bodies and lenses and tripods jammed into huge armored back packs. Ordinary civilians held humongous handheld entertainment devices ("phones"), often stuck onto hard to avoid bumping into selfie-sticks. A few younger photography enthusiasts sported compact SLRs hanging, Japanese tourist style, from their necks. But hardly any pocket cameras, a category of digital device that seems to be going the way of the dinosaur. Yes, most newer phones are capable of taking stunning and detailed monitor-friendly images, so it's no wonder that small digital cameras are redundant for most people.


My Canon PowerShot 790 IS Digital Elph, which is an oversized name for such a little device, was probably the only older silver bodied camera in all of Portland yesterday. Bought in almost new condition for $30, this old Canon still takes decent images, even after much abuse at my hands. Essentially a disposable camera, if it dropped onto a stone, or fell into a koi pond, I would shed no tears for its passing. Small, lightweight, and able to take good enough photos for an easy to please guy like me, I'm always happy to have it stuck in a pocket when the day calls for a lot of hiking around.



All photos of the Portland Japanese Garden taken with a Canon Elph 790IS, no photoshopping. Click or tap on any picture for a larger, higher def image. 



My Arsenal


These are my guitars, and besides an old Danelectro Silvertone bass, they're the only guitars I own. They each have a purpose in life, and in the upcoming weeks I'll get into details about each one. For now, a quick run down:

• Yamaha csf-60 parlor size acoustic. It's all solid wood, made in Kaohsiung, Taiwan in the early 2000s. Barely bigger than an electric, and has an incredibly large sound for its size. Spruce top, mahogany-like sides and back, soft V profile neck; all edges, including the neck, have a tortoise color binding that you can't see unless you get close. John Pearse nickel wound light gauge acoustic strings, .012 to .053. Tip: nickel wound strings tend to make a parlor size acoustic louder and warmer.

• Gibson Les Paul, model 55-77 TV Special. Made in Kalamazoo, Michigan in 1977, bought new in 1978. One piece mahogany body with a limed blonde finish, flat top, no cap. 3-piece mahogany neck with rosewood fingerboard and cream binding. Original single coil pickups; replacement pickup covers and knobs, I still have the originals. Gotoh tuners; the original Schallers died in combat. Rewired to suit the owner and player, me. Mixed brand strings, mostly GHS: .010, .012, .017, .028, .038, .048.

• Strat-O-Parts-O-Caster. Mid 90s Japan Fender 3-piece alder body, two color sunburst. '91 Fender MIM maple and rosewood neck, Fender gold anodized aluminum pickguard, Squier Classic Vibe DuoSonic pickups; tuners and most hardware are Gotoh. Read more about this guitar in another series of posts written during the build. GHS Gilmour strings: .010, .012, .016, .028, .038 .048.

• 1959 Danelectro. A gift from my brother Jonsan, I have no idea what its model name is. Made in Neptune, New Jersey. The body has a pine frame with black painted Masonite pressboard top and back, and sides covered in textured white vinyl tape. Poplar neck with double non-adjustable steel flat-bar truss rods, Brazilian rosewood fingerboard, and aluminum nut and side markers. Kluson tuners. All original. GHS Gilmour strings: .0105, .013, .017, .030, .040, .050.

The amp is a Peavey Classic 50 4x10, a loaner from my friend John.

More details on each guitar, including arcane lore, mods, and set up tricks, in the days ahead.

Click on the picture for a larger, higher def image.


Defining A Movement: Conservative Paper Endorses Clinton, Receives Death Threats

The Arizona Republic Editorial Board

"Que no hayan novedades". May no new thing arise. In the Spanish speaking world, this old benediction is a blessing for safety and happiness, conferred upon pilgrims on their journeys, as well as those who stay at home. It's a simple wish, and in today's novelty seeking culture, it may seem quaint or even unrealistic; but deep down, most of us know that any new unknown could turn out to be the antithesis of stability and security.

Arizona's oldest and highest circulation daily newspaper The Arizona Republic was founded in Phoenix in 1890, during a Wild West era when there were still gunfights in the streets between renegade cowboys and ruthless lawmen. Throughout its 126 year publishing history, straddling three centuries and into the modern age, it has never backed a Democratic candidate for president. That editorial stance was unsurprising, and expected, given the traditionally deeply conservative views held by a majority of Arizona's population, and the newspaper itself.

Last month, when The Arizona Republic's editorial board broke with long standing custom and made an unprecedented endorsement of Hillary Clinton, it was expected that there would be subscription cancellations and many irate letters to the editor. Unfortunately, that has been accompanied over the past weeks by more than a few threats of violence, including very specific death threats, against the newspaper's editors and staff. For a quick review, CNN Money has a run down on this story, and there's an article on The Republic's website detailing how the paper is responding to the threatening behavior directed at them.

The Arizona Republic isn't the only major conservative leaning daily newspaper to endorse Clinton; so have The Columbus Dispatch, The Dallas Morning News, The San Diego Union-Tribune, and The Cincinnati Enquirer, among others. What makes the Republic's position unique is the volume of criticism and the number of threats of violence they have received. It's probably no coincidence that Phoenix is also the seat of Maricopa county, whose voters have kept Sheriff Joe Arpaio, who has made a career out of racially divisive law enforcement policies, in office for over 26 years.

Getting back to "Que no hayan novedades", we seem to be living in a time when new and previously unheard of things have arisen: Conservative news organizations are endorsing a Democrat for president. The Republican nominee, Donald Trump, regularly engages in rhetoric and behavior that smashes any sense of civility in politics. His supporters have threatened the press, attacking journalists and menacing their children. There have been threats by his fans to blow up the Civil Rights Museum.

This all may be entertaining to those of you who enjoy staring at grisly car wrecks, or see in it a setup for your revelational religious rapture, but most everybody I know are kind of dismayed by the whole scene. After this election is over, can we all just go back to stealing yard signs and yelling at each other?

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This also appeared at Blue Mountain Winter


Defining A Movement, Part 2

trump supporters, racist, whie nationalist, white, nationalism, alt right, alt-right

Not too much needs to be said here. Okay, we get it.

The sunglasses are a nice fashion touch, and add a certain anonymous mystique.


Carol Kaye Pick



Looking through my old pick stash jar, and came across this Carol Kaye pick. I've had it for so long I can't recall where it came from, or when. But - how cool is that?


Carol Kaye is, and always has been, just about the greatest studio bassist, for forever, playing on so many hugely popular recordings that she came to define the sound of a recorded electric bass. Her tone was instantly recognizable, and she was my favorite bassist when I was growing up, although I didn't know her name until much later. In the mid '90s she was featured in a magazine article on studio bassists, and then we all had a name to put to all those great bass lines from the '60s and '70s. Read more about Carol Kaye here and here, and also at her personal web page.

Here's a classic example of how Kaye's bass lines could set up a song in the beginning movements, and then propel it into another dimension, changing up into a driving walking bass, heavy on the backbeat:

                         

Really genius playing; Carol Kaye proved that true electric bass virtuosity lies in economy, taste, and coming up with just the right bass line to perfectly complement the song. And I may not have mentioned this earlier, but one of the prime components of her tone was her use of a pick.