And so on...

Well, I've taken the plunge and started to rout (root? route??) the holes in The Fabulous One, and the copperification of The Glory B One has also started. Well, the back is drying anyway, which is a start if not a means to an end. Though it is, sort of, I guess.

The good news about the stuttered start is that there are no major injuries, and the bad news is that there are equally no fotos as I can't be arsed to go outside and take any right now, as UPS would no doubt do their ninja trick and leave a missing-you-already card before I'd got to the garage, but there we are.

The postie also worked her magic earlier, and brought me my latest package from Mojo-land, in the shape of a lovely P90 soapbar and a couple of wiring looms.

One of the looms is destined for The Fabulous One, while the P90 and other loom are for the PRS SE One I should get this week some time or otherwise.

I'm really looking forward to my battered cherry babe as I've kinda wanted one for eons, and I do fully realise that it is probably silly to organise replacement bits before I even play the thing, but what the hell. I never said I was lacking in the self-indulgent department.

Other than that, I'm off later to swap The Tatty Adonis One for a 31-year-old Sonex, so no doubt more about that tomorrow. Not that I know what I'll do with it, but you have to try these things, dontchknow?

It'll either be amazing and here to stay or on the Bay by nightfall. Maybe I should try before I buy sometimes, but I never do.

As for tomorrow, well, who knows. Hopefully there will be excited fotos of old guitars or guitars with holes and others covered in copper. Or maybe there won't. I don't know in truth. I just wish UPS would get a move on.

La la laa

Not Very Much Lots of an SG, But..

Well, please don't take this as a plug to try and flog the thing - I hope you don't think me some kinda cynical get - but I gave The Tatty Adonis One a good go yesterday, tweaked it to bits and my god that is some guitar.

One pickup, simple as 'eck, but the clarity of the Mojo Wide Range 'bucker is just stunningly cool and when I finally get around to getting an SG there will be one of those babies at the bridge, make no mistake. The neck is just lovely in-the-hand too and the frets are lovely and shiny. What more could a boy want on a wet and windy day?

And speaking of getting an SG, well obviously it was top of my mind yesterday as I seem to have acquired - or will soon have - a rather bashed-around-the-edges PRS SE One. Which is nothing like an Epi SG apart from that it is Cherry coloured.

Another single pickup jobby.

I have mentioned before that PRSi aren't really my cuppa, but the one that has always caught my cornea is the One. A single P90 Les Paul Jr type of thing, but with rounded edges. I've always struggled with the idea, tbh, and if it had been a double-cut rather than a single, it wouldn't be happening at all, but I know I'm shallow so whatever.

On the Big-Pluses-List, I know I like the pickup, let's face it, I've used them a few times before, so it is a bit of a win on paper.

Single pickup guitars, a theme re-emerging.

As for other things, I have yet to start the paisleyification of The Kooky One, but I have coppered and corroded the scratchplate. It needs a lacquering, which I might wait for the weather to dry out before I do that, but once that is done a quick bit of solder and the Mojo harness can be introduced to the lippy and Gretsch pickups and all will be well and waiting for the body.

So finishing my Kooky monster this week might be pushing it after all but at least I've done something. You know how I need to be seen to achieve, I should be on the apprentice.

As for today, well, not too much will happen as there are other spratlings to Spry Crisp and Dry, but this week, it is going to be good. Eventually.

La la laa

Tatty, Kooky, Fuzzy and Titch

Well, what can I say - that there Zoom Ultra Fuzz arrived and it is a bit of an addictive thingie. I can sound like a pedal with a flat battery going thru an underpass without any kinda hassle, all while a plane takes off from behind the curtains, demons cry with extravagant flatulence and dogs are called from all over the county.

It gets worse if I try to play something too.

That is a good thing.

The Flanger also arrived, though with a teensy glitch, but that will be fun when I get it going too methinks.

As for other bobbins, well I had a bit of a stock take, thought about cutting the grass, shopping and other things and the net result is that I have sanded down the body for The Kooky One so that it is pretty much ready to be paislified.

There is only so much real life I can take.


I also spent far too long playing The Tatty Adonis One and marvelling at the sound of that there Mojo Wide Ranger. I realise somebody will buy it now, they always do just at the point I begin to think I may be able to hold onto it.

But The Kooky One: For once I have all the bits and as Mr Mojo did me the wiring loom, I should be in clover when I get that far. All of which means I'm hoping to have it done next week, which would be cool methinks.

After the neck version, I'm quite all-a-bubble to find out what the bridge-focused Gretsch pickup sounds like, particularly when pick 'n' mixed with a couple of lipstick toobz.

But first I need to get the paisley on there. I must admit, I've sorta missed doing that.

La la laaa

Weekend offer and Pretty NGD

Well, bit of a weird week and next week looks to be more of the same, but there we are.

On the plus side I got my wee The Tatty Adonis One sorted, and rather brilliant it is too

And as I'm in a good mood, you can have it for a stoopidly reduced £249 delivered in a hardcase, Mojo Wide Ranger and all, if you are quick smart...

And of course my rather gorge Les Paul Studio arrived in all it's Lemon zesty finery...

I've tarted it up a bit and dodgy fotos apart, here it be..

La la laaa

Sold: The Tatty Adonis One

Here in Jookyland we’re rather pleased with The Tatty Adonis One. The body has a stunning corroded copper finish, and the sounds that can be squeezed out of a single humbucker are rather amazingly cool. It is rocktastic yet twangy too.

For the record, the guitar features an alder Strat Body, smothered in corroded copper.

A Maple/Rosewood Telecaster neck give it a certain something else.

The Tremolo is a Wilkinson one with a steel block for added sustainingness and a push in starter handle for those times when you are too tired to screw one in.

Tuners too are aged Wilkinsons and are rock solid.

As for the pickup, it is a prototype of Mojo Pickups stunning sounding Wide Range Humbucker.

This along with a Mojo wiring loom featuring CTS pots and a PIO capacitor means you can squeeze ever tone out of the guitar. The tone knob does something useful, imagine that.

Overall, this is a stripped down and battered rock guitar, that can twang and jangle too.


*


To be clear, The Tatty Adonis One is an utterly unique guitar, and there will never, ever, be another made. It is signed and numbered, entirely hand built and finished cooler than a slo-mo run across the pebbled beach at Portishead. There will genuinely never be another guitar like this and past experience suggests that it won’t be around for long.


Technical Stuff:

Type: Lulu’s Copper Top

Electrics: Mojo Pickups Wide Range Humbucker

Guitar Type: Fender Stratocaster

Construction: Wood body, maple/rosewood neck, Corroded Copper Finish

Strings: Nickel 10s

Output: ¼” Guitar Lead

Controls: Volume, Tone

Special Stuff: Certificate of Authenticity, Builder Signed and Numbered, All Wrapped with our Trademark Jooky Wrapping.

Serial Number: JGE#51

RSP: £799

SOLD SOLD SOLD

Introducing: The Tatty Adonis One

Well, I've been trying to get a bit of perspective about all this Jooky bobbins, after realising that the look on somebody's face as I described at length why it was I am totally made-up to be able to buy pre-rusted screws, perhaps wasn't rapt attention tinged admiration at my cleverness and wit. I think it was the pat on my head and run-for-the-exits departure that swung it.

I realise I can get a bit 'detail', but such is life.

Odd in one so slack though, has to be said.

Speaking of which, I am rather chuffed to be able to introduce you to The Tatty Adonis One, which after a number of false starts is now a reality and vapourware-less.

From the top it boasts:

1. An alder Strat body

2. A maple/rosewood tele neck

3. A Wilkinson Steel Blocked Trem with added zing

4. A set of pre-aged Wilkinson Tuners

5. A corroded copper finish

6. Some rusty screws that I love

7. A Mojo wiring loom - CTS posts and PIO capacitor with Jooky on the side, bless, and best of all

8. A prototype Mojo Wide Range pickup.

All of which means it looks, plays and sounds dee and vine.

As for the Wide Range pickup, I think I mentioned that I got to spend some time with an original '70s Tele featuring Fender's WRs, and that I was impressed. They were quite single-coil-like for a humbucker, nicely jingling in the clean department and getting raw and P90-ish when things got a bit more meaty. I'm pleased I did that as it makes life simpler when I talk about the Mojo ones. I also tried one of the newer reissues which are lovely guitars, but the pickups in them are basically meh. Nowt like the originals at all. Why would they do that?

So I have a context, what does this Mojo Wide Ranger sound like when compared to the '70s original?

Well, for a start, it handles the cleans beautifully. It is a bit pokier than the original Fender ones, though not massively and perhaps that is down to the magnets in the originals fading over time, I don't know. Whatever. The clarity is the first thing that hits you, no sign of mushiness and even when you up-the-gain, it has a real cut-thru tone to it that is awesome.

Speaking of the tone, the tone knob (which I've recently discovered you are allowed to turn if the occasion demands) gives a really wide range (tee hee) of err, tones.

Full on there is that real Tele-meets-a-P90 bite, but down a bit you get something Stratty with maybe a bit more of a punch in the middle. Nearly all the way down you get something almost jazzy (and the one three note jazz-lick I can remember sounds pretty nice. I might smoke a Gitanes off the back of it.)

The thing that most impresses me about it, is that it has that sort of gritty undertone the original had that makes it quite distinct from other single coils (and it is definitely single coils I find myself comparing it to, not humbuckers) but it has the power of a humbucker too. Really quite special, has to be said.

I think it is hard to describe pickups without turning into a wine taster, but there is definitely a lot of different noises to be made, so I'm really rather chuffed as that is what you need in a single pup guitar, let's face it..

I should record something, but then it probably wouldn't do much more than amuse, so I probably won't. You'll just have to wait for Marc at Mojo to start selling these things proper-like, and find out for yourself. But if I was to treat myself to a new Fender, I'd definitely be knocking on the Mojo door for a set of these as they really nail the original tone. Bang on.

So in summary, The Tatty Adonis One, uber cool. Mojo's Wide Range Humbucker, truly excellent. I love my life.

La la Coool.

Cool As Funk

Mojo Wide Range Humbucker
Cool as Funk

Well, it's funny how the fates conspire. Sometimes even at the fade-out it seems that it goes horribly wrong.

I only popped out for ten minutes, I swear, and by the time I got back an hour later I'd missed four separate deliveries.

None of which I can collect until next week, and one of them quite definitely the Dirty Fingers pickup for The Tatty Adonis One..

So that is that stuffed, my last hope for a finisher for the holiday, gone for the sake of a loaf of medium sliced white, some Smarties Cookies and a bottle of pop.

Gutted.

Or rather I was until Marc at Mojo Pickups sent me this picture of the prototype Wide Range Humbucker he is sending me, and the Dirty Fingers were quickly forgotten as this is what my Tattiness most definitely needs.

So that should be here next week, fitted moments later (ahem) and clover thy name is Jooky's err, bed. Or something.

Cheered me right up, it did.

As for the paislification of The Kooky One, circumstances beyond my control meant that too is one for later next week. I can't help feel that there will be a glut of Jookies come May, and then I'll start mithering about having too many guitars again.

Speaking of which, it isn't a Les Paul, but I've seen a bit of an oddity on Ebay I may have to snap up, but we'll see how high it goes (hopefully not out of reach - a tee and a hee) as it looked rather cool in a functional, Gordon Smith on Steroids kinda way.

Never a good sign is it? Browsing around Ebay, looking for something to do...

La la laaaa

Getting Short With The World

Well, so much for a nocturn de soldering, should have known that was unlikely. but then if I wasn't able to convince myself of the unlikely, where would we be now?

I don't know in truth, but it might have been warmer.

Anyway, we're into the last day of the holibobs and it is looking more than likely that I won't finish anything at all. Which is annoying considering how close I am on a couple of them, but there we are.

The BDSM One is still god-knows-where-but-not-where-it-should-be according to UPS as well, which is all tres bugging. Remind me not to do the export thing again. The balance of payments is somebody else's problem from now on.

As soldering today is probably not going to happen (note the 'probably' - it is that spark of hope again, the one that kills me everytime), I'm going to start on the body of The Kooky One. The paisley is likely to be turned into a cuddly Judas if I don't do something with it soon.

In other news, I've got a little travel guitar coming this way next week. It is a Hofner Shorty, which looks fun. I don't think it will end-up Jookified (but who really ever knows..?) and I have half an eye on the brats being allowed to play it so that they don't come near my Jazzymistress anymore, but we'll see. It'll no doubt be defiled before too long, most things are after all. Might have to put a P90 in it though, as you do.

So in summary, I'm all a bit on the glum side of despondent island at the end of this fortnight, but next week, man am I going to be productive. It's going to be amazing, just you wait and see.

No really, I mean it, there will be so much stuff going on, well, your boggle will barely be able to mind it.

Just not today, it seems, oh well...
La la laaa

I Played a PRS, and I (gulp) Sort of Liked It

Well, everything else is ready but still no pickup to grace the tender spots of The Tatty Adonis One, so all I can do is pretend in front of the mirror on that score. No  doubt all good things will happen soon, but I was sooo close to putting the Gretsch pickup in today I could almost taste it.

In fact I would have, if it hadn't meant drilling a couple of holes in the scratchplate - not that I'm normally shy, but it would seem a waste if I'm taking it back out tomorrow. Still, there we are, such is life.

As for The Ronin One, I've got some hopes of a bit of late-nightally-nocturnal soldering on that score, which may or not happen. Though whether it is a wise thing, I'm not sure. Last time I left the iron on until the following lunchtime before I remembered it..

Hmmm.

Maybe I'll put it on a timer switch or something.

As for other bobbins, the usual waits all apply I guess, but I missed out on the grimly delish Les Paul I was half-hoping-half-dreading, so it is back to the drawing board on that one. Shame, but que cera.

I played the Gordo again today for a while, and couldn't remember why I wanted a Les Paul anyway...then I played a PRS SE Bernie Hardsden one, which is more of a Les Paul than most Les Pauls I've played, and it blew me away. Not that I'd get one, as I couldn't see myself as a PRS player. Even playing at home I'd have to wear shades. Beautiful guitar to play in the dark though, has to be said.

La la laa

Getting Tired of the Square of Pants

Well, waiting for the postie seems to be an obsession at the moment, and even The BDSM One is causing hassle as it seems to have got caught up in some sort of strike in Greece and is yet to reach it's new home.

Which is pretty annoying all around and I can't help but imagine it is already being strummed to entertain Shirley Valentines in some restaurant on a beach somewhere hot and sticky.

I don't get out much.

Fingers crossed it won't be too long though.

Otherwise I'm waiting for stuff again - a blend pot for The Ronin One, pickups for The Tatty Adonis One, opportunity for the others, which is tiringly tiresome, but can't be helped.

While trying to ignore Spongebob, Moshi Monsters, Minecraft and something I can't pronounce or begin to spell, I've been thinking about Les Pauls again, and am coming to the conclusion that I probably wouldn't be happy with an off-the-shelf one anyway, so I might as well look for a little project to do.

Preferably something old-ish and maybe Japanese and battered, broken and torn, I don't know. So if you know of some such thingy give me the nod and wink your tip in this direction. I'll just have to try and remember not to put 'Jooky' on it, so that I can keep it for once.

One thing I'm deliberately avoiding doing is putting sketches of possible guitar bodies up on here. I've done dozens now (hundreds in truth) and have got to the stage where I'm starting to like some of them, which is obviously either delusional or some sort of syndrome that'll be named by some callow youth yet to be born. I could put them here, but to be honest it is pointless until I can actually make them, so why bother you with my nursery level drawing skills? Exactly, no point at all.

I am itching to start on the chipping and chopping though, has to be said.

But for now, all there is to do is wait, and wait and wait...

Lu Li Leeee

Stoopid is...

Well, blimey. It err, seems as though I didn't need the pillar drill after all. Or the choppy-tubes-of-wood thing either, or the wood glue and filler and well, all the other things I have been waiting for. I didn't need them anyway, and could have sorted out The Ronin One weeks ago.

I didn't need them, as somehow - using my depths of ingeniusness - I managed to sort out the bridge, by changing the posts for others I already had and routing the holes in the bridge itself out a bit. (There may have been some plumbers tape, a small dog called Toto and a click of the heels too, but I wasn't watching that closely. No big hammers though, I've given them up for Lent.) And it all means that I didn't need to change the position of the holes at all. Though the posts are currently gold coloured, but that can change easily enough.

I don't feel silly, the relieved feeling is overpowering it.

As for the tuners, well, I had written off the originals, but a bit of TLC saw them working well, so I'm going to try them out and if they are OK go with them, as they look beautifully corroded and beatifically aged. And if they prove useless, I have replacements already, so no big deal. I am that calm.

So all-in-all, it is looking good. The one fly bathing in aqueous cream is that the blend pot I thought I had and would have listed as the one banker in my Ronin armory isn't so dependable - rather like a banker, in fact - and I didn't have one at all and have instead ordered a couple. They should now arrive tomorrow, now that I hav ordered them, that is.

So with a fair wind at me back, I may just be able to get it wired and then strung up this week.

Similarly, The Tatty Adonis One just awaits the first pickup to show it's face, so that could happen too. Dirty of Finger or Wide of Range, I really don't know, I'll leave it to the tender mercenaries of the postal service to decide for me.

Which is crazy cool, and I can't help but feel that I'm hoping like a Dingles fan for something frankly impossible.

Thinking of football, I have to say I'm a tad torn about Wolves' gastrointestinal implosion. On one hand, now that West Brom are pretty much safe, I can enjoy the wringing of six-fingered-hands from the direction of Wolverhampton and look forward to the grubby faces of the tear-stained brats on whatever day their final day proves to be final. I hope they get relegated at home as that is always good for a laff and more fun than seeing the couple of dozen away fans. And the outpouring of tears means that they all get a wash, which isn't a bad thing.

On the other donny, Terry Connor seems a decent bloke in an impossible sitch, and it never feels the same if we don't get to play them a couple of times over the season. Which we won't assuming we do stay up and they don't. Plus, I think staying in the Prem for a couple of years means it is actually harder to come straight back up from the Championship than if you do the yo-yo, so we may have to wait for us to be relegated next year before we play them again. And then we have the whole out-of-phase promotion/relegation thing going on again, which is irritating. Not that they ever manage to get promoted if we are in the same division of course which at least means they are stranded down there for a few years playing the Bluenoses with a bit of luck.

So overall, I can't quite bring myself to hope they stay up, but I wouldn't be too upset if they did. A win-win really.

As for the Villa, god, I hope they plummet. It is about time. They could play Forest and compare their European Cup collections, bless them.

(Yes, I can hear the cries of at-least-we've-won-it-and-you-ain't but to be honest it only confirms their status as has beens so I don't really care.

Right, that was the football, the weather is shonky so next week I'll move onto social comment.


La la laaa

Dirty Fingers?

Well, the egg hunt is long gone and over - I came third out of three, despite a tad of insider dealing- and there we are.

More importantly, as far as my mental health goes - I can't seem to make my mind up about The Tatty Adonis One at the moment. One minute I'm thinking Gretsch 'bucker, the next I'm thinking Mojo Wide Ranger and now I've snaffled an old 70s or 80s (who can tell?) Gibson Dirty Fingers pickup, I'm wondering about using that instead.

It is daft I know, I should just get on with it and do, well, something.

The reason for the dither has as much to do with The Kooky One, as I quite fancy putting the Wide Ranger in that after a period of navel contemplation, and the tattyness feels better being warmer, if that makes sense. Teach me to listen to DeLange and Co.

Of course if I talked myself into putting the Gretsch one in I could finish the guitar, but you have to go with your 'gut' in such matters, I always think, and my belly is aching in a noisy direction. Maybe lay off the Sugar Puffs for a while.

Anyway...so what is a poor boy to do?

I'm really not sure, but slowly coming down on the side of the dirty digits. All of which is a bit different to the original idea, but such is life in Jookyland.

In other news I've been thinking a bit more about doing a walnut veneered Tele/Esquire, and I think once I catch-up, that will be a nice wee project. I really lovely the battered look of The Gypsy One, and it is 'an area I would love to further explore'. Pretentious am moi and all that.

But we're still on holibob duty, so that will all have to wait, I guess. Unless I just use the Gretsch bucker and at least be able to give The Tatty Adonis One a strum or three, to tide me over. Maybe, just maybellue

La la laa

Absolutely, Probably Fabulous

Well, the problem with indecisiveness or a flippy-flappy mind, if you prefer, is that you keep moving the goalie's coat. Which is obviously acting-as-a-post. And makes scoring slightly a personal matter, perspectively.

I mention this as I had a lovely wee parcel from Mr Mojo, and in it is the rather pretty yet lovely wiring loom for The Tatty Adonis One. Which means that I could wire it all up today and be twanging by sundown (bratskis permitting.)

Well, I could if I hadn't changed my mind about using the Gretsch pickup, which is sat there looking lovely and full of shiny chrome-bejazzled delight, and instead put me back to waiting for the Wide Range one instead.

Such is life.

Also in the box, and rather rough around the edges yet beautifilled all by itself, is the Coronado body for The Fabulous One, which as you can see looks woody but all the nicer for that. I'm going to be sensible and sort out the woodwork before I do the finishing (despite natural urges to do something, well anything) as that is the grown-up thing to do. And you would expect nothing less than innate maturity from this direction, I'm sure.

As for the finish itself, I'm alternating between a battered veneer and a corroded bronze top. Either would, I think, look pretty neato, so I'm not fretting overly. Just haven't decided which would look the neatoest. That's OK, I'm cool with it. I flow, so easily, man.

Plonking it together for the first of times, I think the tailpiece works nicely and if I could remember where I had stashed the bridge, that would too. This isn't meant to be a Coronado replica of course, so I got a Maple/Maple neck, and am going with the Bare Knuckle P90 Dogear thingy for noise making duties. A tone and a volume knobby collective making up the numbers.

All in all then, the neck step is woodwork, so I won't touch this until the post-holiday freedom opens out before me, but there we are. Something to look forward to.

Today though is all about waiting for courier-types all over again, but what can you do.

La la laaaa

I Ching, You Ching...

This Beautifilled Creature Must Die

Well, all things in Jookyland are subject to whimsical variety, and so in the furlong d'finale, The Tatty Adonis One seems to be trundling in such a misdirection.

I mentioned that I might not go with the Gretsch 'bucker, and this may well be the truth of the matter, as I'm in line to try one of the humbucker-sized Wide Range pickups Marc at Mojo is 'prototyping' at the moment.

I'd read on MR that he was putting some together as a trial for a top geezer called Cam, and figured like some oinkingly fat bespoiled brat that I too would like a bit of such action, and Marc has humoured me, and there we are.  Cam is in fact my leader as he was the one that pointed me in Marc's direction when he got a set of Mojo's Jazzmaster pups, so all is cool with frosted toppings t'boot.

Anyway, Marc is winding it for me this week, drilling holes parallelogram-like in the metal bits and I'm all a buzz and a flutter if not a twitter.

I know, tis sad, but that's me...all verily kooky jooky.

I'm also sort of glad to report that young David of Gorman fame received his latest Jooky Guitar Kit safe 'n' sound, and will be getting the rest of the parts soon. I'd managed to forget to remove the 'holding' screws I'd put in the pickups and replace them with the ones I'd ordered and left on my desk, wondering why I had got them in the first place.

Ahh, tis never simple, and I can only put it down to caffeine withdrawal or perhaps the death of a braincell that had important work to do in the echoey hollowtude of my bonce.

Not that I feel overly stoopid.

Much.

In less embarrassing news, I've already found a home for the Gretsch pickup if it doesn't in fact habitate The Tatty Adonis One, as it will instead find itself getting nailed into The Kooky One.

Oh, didn't I mention The Kooky One?

No, I do realise I haven't mentioned such a painted heroine before, but I snapped up an offset body and some nice paisley and am going the HSS route, pairing it with a couple of Yankee Fender pups. I've never done a HSS guitar before and I figured it was about time.

And yes, I said paisley. It must be the summer-like weather, but I fancy doing something clean and bright for a change. Though maybe a corroded copperificated scratchplate would look good...

(Just seen the weather and they are talking snow, typically.)

Other than that it will be a nice roseywood boarded Strat neck, and all the usual Jooky goodness. More on that when I get around to it though. I can't even be arsed to talk about waiting-for-parts-tools-Xmas anymore.

Other than the-story-so-far, yesterday left not a lot to report in truth. More squabbling brats and AWOL couriers, I guess, and in desperation we popped off to see the animals trapped in cages at a local garden centre.

As a good veggie boy and owner of a very old (and far too tiny-wee) "Meat Is Murder" T Shirt, I should probably have released them, and wafted them toward freedom with over-the-top arm motions, but I have this fur allergy and to be honest I don't eat meat because I don't like animals and I figure that if nobody ate them farmers might have to get rid of them all and we could do something useful with the land instead. Plus they might have to get proper jobs. The farmers I mean. So a win all around, really.

A ho and a hum

WIP: The Tatty Adonis One

Well, as the parts for The Tatty Adonis One have started to drift in, I thought I'd do one of my artistically bereft plonk-togethers, so you can see what I see, as it were.

From the top then we have the Bronze and Copper acid-beatified body and matching Telecaster headstock. The fotos really aren't catching the depth or richnessicity of the bronze/copper of this one for some reason - perhaps the watery morning light, or more probably a lack of talent in the photographic dept. I would guess - but it really looks quite stunningly cool in person. Oh and the pup only has one screw holding it in place as I need to drill a couple of holes, so I know it is Wonky McShonky

The scratchplate is a lovely reddish-brown tortoiseshell, which the chromey goodness of the Gretsch pickup and knobs (co-ordination dahling, it is sooo very me) really looks the part. Oh, I forgot to plonk the knobs on - you'll just have to visualise them, baby. Though again, there is another something-spesh popped up on the radar that I may go for instead of the Gretsch pup....so it may well be featuring that instead.

The bridge/trem thing is a Wilkinson steel blocked one and is all good and zingy.

The wiring will be here this week and is another Mojo Pickups harness, custom crafted up North somewhere, and has another lovely big lump of a Mojo capacitor in there too as well as CTS pots and funky wire. Man, I love funky looking wire. Sad I know.

What else? Well, I have gone for the pre-aged Wilkinson tuners again as they look good and are as solid as a rock-like object and other than over-sized strap pins I think that be about it.

I know you are expecting me to say that I am looking forward to playing this one, and you would be right, not least as I'm Jookiless and getting a bit twitchy about it. The other, less sad reason, is the buzz I get from hearing these guitars for the first time, as basically I never know how they are going to be - in terms of pickups + everything else - until I plug them in.

I've got big hopes for the Gretsch pickup, mainly because the neck one sounded brilliant in The BDSM One, but the Plan B is something that promises to be a bit spesh. So either way could be cool, methinks.

But anyway - thumbs-are-all-a-twiddle once more until things start to arrive.

L la laaaaa

Yes, those are stained glass windows reflected on the 'plate,
I do live in a church and not on an
estate of 500 houses all with the same
unique design features

Blimey, I actually managed to fotograph
that so it looks coppery - the horror

Tiswas Day

Hmm..battered veneer on my Coronado...Maybe?

Well, bit of a clamped squid of an end to the week. Nothing showed-up of any use, and apart from playing with the frets and rather dry fretboard of The Tatty Adonis One there hasn't been too much to distract me. I just know that everything I've been waiting for will arrive first thing on Monday morning when I have a fortnight to look-but-don't-touch.

But what can you do?

CCCRRRYYY III TTTEEELLL TTTHHHEEEEEEEEE

Phew, that's better.

So where am I?

1. The Fabulous One - Body coming from Mojo-land, rest of the bits here already, just need to add a bit of bottle and make some sawdust. (There may be a touch more to it than that.) Half tempted to put a veneer on it after seeing this piccy, mind.

2. The Ronin One - Got it all, just need to drill new bridge post holes, which I will do if the drill and plug cutter things ever arrive from La la land.

3. The Tatty Adonis One - Wiring from Mojo and a pile of other bits on their merry way too. Like I said, this is the-official-holibob-build, so with a bit of luck there might be something to see by Good Friday. (Why is it called Good Friday when the nailed him up? Never understood that...)

4. Chopping wood - waiting for router bits, some clamps and a child-free-environment, but I think it will be a while before I actually produce a body that could be usable, has to be said. Though man, once I get the hang of this, there is going to be some seriously weird shit going down. (ahem, well probably.)

Yep. think that is about it.

After that, who knows. I have still got some walnut burr veneer that I intended to put on a Tele, so that will probably happen sooner or later, and I fancy doing a proper Esquire, so that could tie together nicely. If The Fabulous One doesn't get Burred first. I've always cheated and hidden a stealthy neck pickup, but it would be nice to do-it-proper for once. Maybe walnut and paisley, Hmmm, who can say. I seem to have reawakened my paisley muse, for the odd and special occasion, but it's all about finding the fabric, man, dontchaknow....

But that is then, and yesterday finished with a no-show on the courier front before taking #1 Son to his first Rugby match. I think the last time I went was, ooh, thirty years ago or more, and I was a bit surprised to find that they don't pass humbugs around and sing roll out the barrel anymore.

A tootle and a blip.

La la laaa

Getting Tatty On It

My Daughter Helped Me With The Fotos Today

Well, young Marc at Mojo is doing me proud. I've got a couple of wiring thingies coming as well as the Coronado body for The Fabulous One, so that is back in the realms of possibility again, assuming I can find the courage to chop the pickup and control holes in it.

I think I said before that I'd got a nice Maple/Maple Strat neck for it, and a chunky looking trapeze tailpiece too. For the bridge I'm going for one of those ABR or Nashville ones stuck to a bit of rosewood, dead classy like. On the pickup I think it will be a dogear Bare Knuckle P90, though I came across some lovely old Burns ones for sale (or NOS ones anyway) and I'm tempted by those. Just have to see how it feels, I guess.

Elsewhere, The Tatty Adonis One is dry and looking rather swish, I'm really rather pleased with the mix of bronze and copper and aceeeedificated degradation.

Takes all sorts,
I realise that.

I'm still waiting for the proper scratchplate and well, just about everything else, but as I've got another tortie plate around I thought I could give you a bit of a scamp of an artistically challenged impresh.

It's what friends are for, after all.

Other than that, I'm doing my usual bit for the balance of payments, and packing up The BDSM One which is off to a new home in the sun in Greece. Assuming all the usual bobbins about couriers and the rest. All of which means I'm back to being Jookiless again :o(

Better get me finger out then

La la laaa

Grandad Dog Rescues Jooky
If Only

Captain Grandad Pig Pilots Like A Whale

Pigs Over-bored

Finale

Teardrops of a Clown

A Chunk of Wood

Well, another day, and another selection of courier types to hang around in wait of.

So I was going to plot the finer details of The Tatty Adonis One, and lay them out before you like pearls (no offence), when a great chunk of wood arrived and I got sidetracked by blinding ambish.

But what to do..

First thought, maybe a Ricky 620 shaped thingy?

But the wood was too small for that. I really should measure these things.

Then I thought - a Vox Teardrop.

And that looked good.

So do I do a Tele pickup/bridge etc. ?

Maybe

Or even a P90 and a humbucker?

Too Small for Ricky - Shame

Hard to say.

Still, I think I'll wait for the neck before I get too carried away, I'd hate to mess up the bridge placement and all that.

(Man I'm on old pro' - slap the warpaint on and off I go).

But the UPS chappy just arrived and took The Foxy Roxy One Dave-wards. Blimey.





That interrupted the flow.


Where was I? Oh yeah...

So that is good.

As for The Tatty Adonis One, the front and back are drying for the day, but look rather swish, although worryingly, there is something-of-the-swirl about them..

Just Right for a Teardrop - Huzzah

As for the rest of the bobbins -

1. Maple/Rosewood Stratish neck

2. Wilkinson Steel Blocked Trem thingy for mucho zinginess and sustain

3. Single humbucker at the bridge. Not quite sure what yet, but there we are. I want something bright and sunny, I think. I may well use the Gretsch one, as the neck one was rather lovely in The BDSM One. Hmmm...

4. Tuners - I've really liked the Wilkinson pre-aged Rotomatic types, so I'm going with them as they are my new favourites.

This week anyway.

5. Scratchplate - I am really tempted to go for a nice torty one, just for a change. It is either that or something to match the body. Mr Mojo is doing me a wiring loom, which is all cool and means the guitar will work, always a bonus.

As for when - well, it is Easter holibobs for a fortnight after tomorrow, so The Tatty Adonis One might have to be my holiday 'treat'. chopping wood will have to wait until I can be alone. By which time hopefully all of the tooly stuff will have arrived...and I might even get the Ronin One bridged up and ready to go.

Got to pack The BDSM One up now though, as it is off to Greece in the morning (well, another day of courierdom to look forward to, I guess.)

La la laaa