Jan 01 2006
New Guitar Audio Demo
Here’s a somewhat boring
audio demo
of what the new guitar sounds like when played in three positions, using the three switch settings.
Archive for the 'Art' Category
Dec 31 2005
Absence/Presence
Local artists Shelley Rugg-Thorp and RD “Raindog” Armstrong collaborated to create an art show called Absence/Presence which used passers-by as tracing models, with text written and/or selected by RD. You can read more about it, and see some pictures. I was looking at the pictures, and noticed one of me:
Dec 23 2005
New Tune
I recorded a
new tune
a few days back. It is quite different than my normal stuff, which tends to be in time, carefully arranged, etc… This began as a purely improvised guitar track and, from that I added two more tracks that played with the first.
To me, it evokes a bittersweet feeling that, for some reason, I associated with memories of my late mother.
Anyway, please feel free to leave comments.
Dec 22 2005
Art, etc
Living with a painter is inspiring. Shari’s wonderful gifts as an artist continually amaze and astound me and, watching her work , she makes it look so easy. Well, painting well isn’t easy, but even if my humble talents are less than spectacular, the process is wonderfully enjoyable. A few weeks back I completed an acrylic painting and felt pretty good about it. It isn’t exactly a masterpiece, but its pleasing.
Dec 06 2005
New old tracks posted
From Poor Old Joe, there’s
The Cost
and Already Home
. Both are written and sung by me, with Brian Nelson on Guitar and Dave Pratt on Drums.
From Blue Dot, there’s
Disguise
and Tilting At Windmills
. Both songs were written by keyboardist Neal Weiner, with Mike Weber on guitar, John Feijoo on drums, and Emily Ensley singing.
I play bass on all the tracks.
Dec 04 2005
Guitar Update – More Pix!
Well, I’ve posted some more pix of the guitar project. The first set shows Randy Simon cutting out the body, and doing some work on it. It also shows the body after the edges had been rounded by a router, and the two top cut-outs shaped for ergonomic considerations. The last three pix depict some finish tests.
The second set shows the assembled guitar, the wood still unfinished, and a few details remaining to be addressed. The edges of the neck block (on the back of the body where the ferrules and screws are) needs to be rounded, and a small portion of the body leading to the neck pocket needs rounding also. The string ferrules are not installed, and will be pushed into their holes when finishing is complete.
I’ve had the guitar in this assembled form for a few weeks now and, aside from some very minor issues, I really love the way it feels and sounds.
Nov 23 2005
No Cow
No Cow
By Sander Roscoe Wolff
11-23-05 @ 11:46 PM
One wonders when the unity of two divides.
The insides of an insight aren’t pretty.
This city knows no bounds.
This half human, ranting at the moon,
Evokes a taste of lye and lemon,
Burning in one’s mouth.
Nov 18 2005
The new guitar
It has been a long and winding road (as Paul used to say), and although it isn’t quite over yet, I reached an important milestone yesterday. As you may know from previous entries, I’ve been working on the construction of a custom guitar for a good long time. I ordered a beautiful custom neck (24 3/4″ scale ‘LP Conversion’ with flame maple & a pau farro fingerboard, with high-tech Planet Waves tuners & a corion nut) from warmouth, hunted down some curly African mahogany, designed the body shape and had Randy Simon carve it for me, had Seymour Duncan design a custom pickup based on my specs, and handed everything over to Steve Soest for routing, drilling, and assembly.
Oct 22 2005
Night Sky
A few weeks ago I wandered out of the house for some forgotten reason and, much to my surprise, saw this in the night sky. I realized that it probably wasn’t a jet trail from a plane, mostly because it was so twisty. Also, although it is hard to tell in the pic, and even in real life, the thing was quite vast. At first I thought it was a failed rocket test, and the fuel trail had drifted from the sea over to us. I found out, sometime later, that it was from a spent rocket booster used in launching a satelite. Still, it was quite lovely and breathtaking.
Oct 19 2005
My Ass
My Ass
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
My ass offends.
Its crass, my ass,
Releasing gas as
Passers by vie for
Fresh air.