Yes, there was a time when the best Strats were made in Japan (MIJ). My 1962 reissue (62RI) was blue, before it turned purple. It has two different types of body wood for richer tone, SRV pickups with a reverse wound middle, a five way switch, and, later, a DeTemple mystery metal tremolo block. Dealer said it was MIJ Custom Shop, but I don't know if there was ever such a thing. Regardless, it can go from surf to jazz to Van Halen without active tone controls.
After being worth about what I paid for it, it has suddenly doubled in value.
These guys pick up the story: http://www.guitaremporium.co.uk/
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Girls Bending Over Their Boyfriends?
I was talking to a woman in her twenties who really enjoys giving her boyfriends anal sex.
She said, "I was first introduced to sex toys when I experimented with having a lesbian relationship in high school." Apparently, she begged off beaver, but kept the toys for working the boys.
"I don't fuck all of my boyfriends up the ass. But, I've really never had a problem getting guys to let me do it (to them). The first time, I usually let them pick out which toy I am going to use. I find this helps them and, depending on which toy they select, I can tell how much they are really into it."
Interestingly, she didn't describe her boyfriends as bisexual or effeminate.
Women, by their nature, are used to penetration as part of sex. Though, you might be shocked to know some radial feminist consider any form of penetration to be rape. Fortunately, most women disagree and we all are conceived and most of us born. (In the U.S., there are about 700,000 to 1,000,000 abortions per year.)
However, due to social and physical differences, men aren't typically open to being penetrated of course. For some men, it can be a life changing experience in regards to how they view women, their sexual orientation, or how they see themselves in sex roles. For example, many men will only "serve" dominate women after such an encounter and a few I've heard of aren't capable of achieving further erections leaving them open to being cuckolded.
Interestingly, she hadn't considered any of these outcomes.
I suspect she's had at least ten lovers who's lives she's changed for ever.
Anyway, there are a number of websites and at least one good book on bending over your boyfriend to search out if you are interested.
She said, "I was first introduced to sex toys when I experimented with having a lesbian relationship in high school." Apparently, she begged off beaver, but kept the toys for working the boys.
"I don't fuck all of my boyfriends up the ass. But, I've really never had a problem getting guys to let me do it (to them). The first time, I usually let them pick out which toy I am going to use. I find this helps them and, depending on which toy they select, I can tell how much they are really into it."
Interestingly, she didn't describe her boyfriends as bisexual or effeminate.
Women, by their nature, are used to penetration as part of sex. Though, you might be shocked to know some radial feminist consider any form of penetration to be rape. Fortunately, most women disagree and we all are conceived and most of us born. (In the U.S., there are about 700,000 to 1,000,000 abortions per year.)
However, due to social and physical differences, men aren't typically open to being penetrated of course. For some men, it can be a life changing experience in regards to how they view women, their sexual orientation, or how they see themselves in sex roles. For example, many men will only "serve" dominate women after such an encounter and a few I've heard of aren't capable of achieving further erections leaving them open to being cuckolded.
Interestingly, she hadn't considered any of these outcomes.
I suspect she's had at least ten lovers who's lives she's changed for ever.
Anyway, there are a number of websites and at least one good book on bending over your boyfriend to search out if you are interested.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Fiction: Travelling
Seth Myers was the assistant coach on a slightly better than mid major college basketball team. His coach, well known to all of you, suggested he go on vacation to see his relatives. While visiting the east coast, the coach advised he try and find out if a frustrated freshman, who was warming the bench for a big time school, might be interested in transferring.
After a series of "James Bond" like meetings in Georgetown, Myers got the deal done. Text messages are so handy.
With time to spare, Seth decided to serve his other interests and slide into a well known fetish boutique which happened to be down the street.
Most such establishments are quite disappointing, but not this one. It was clean, well lit, and fully stocked. Best of all, the help looked like classic text book dominatrices being tall, beautiful, and black leather clad.
Upon his arrival, the black goddess announced she was going to a late lunch. The other encouraged Seth to try anything he wanted.
"Come on; be a bit adventurous," She said.
Eventually, Seth picked out a naughty Catholic school girl outfit and was surprised to find himself bold enough to try it on and model it in front of the saleswoman and a few customers.
"You look great. Do you have any good shoes? Oh, and you needs some handcuffs."
Seth found himself roaming around the store in perfect comfort in a pair of boots that matched his outfit. Moving towards the back outside wall, he found himself a bit stumped while looking at some of the unusual metal items one of which he picked up.
"Oh, I know you. You need to try that on now."
Responding to the clerk, Seth retired to the dressing room. After stripping, Seth finally got the device just as the clerk checked on him.
"Well, come out and show us!"
"Ah, I don't really have much on..."
"It will be alright."
In the safety of the boutique, Seth slid out of the dressing room to display himself in the see through locking metal chastity. He noticed the other clerk had returned and she joined the other to check him out.
"Perfect," She said. "You've done a good job with this one."
Seth's dick bolt upright, but fully caged in the device.
As they rang up his purchases, Seth was worried they were somewhat extravagant. Yet, he decided it was worth it as it included the experience.
At the airport, he decided to FedEx the hardware home.
Upon landing at his airport, he changed into the school girl outfit, walked out to his car, and drove the 100 miles home. He was a little nervous, but he was deeply changed and content at the same time.
After a series of "James Bond" like meetings in Georgetown, Myers got the deal done. Text messages are so handy.
With time to spare, Seth decided to serve his other interests and slide into a well known fetish boutique which happened to be down the street.
Most such establishments are quite disappointing, but not this one. It was clean, well lit, and fully stocked. Best of all, the help looked like classic text book dominatrices being tall, beautiful, and black leather clad.
Upon his arrival, the black goddess announced she was going to a late lunch. The other encouraged Seth to try anything he wanted.
"Come on; be a bit adventurous," She said.
Eventually, Seth picked out a naughty Catholic school girl outfit and was surprised to find himself bold enough to try it on and model it in front of the saleswoman and a few customers.
"You look great. Do you have any good shoes? Oh, and you needs some handcuffs."
Seth found himself roaming around the store in perfect comfort in a pair of boots that matched his outfit. Moving towards the back outside wall, he found himself a bit stumped while looking at some of the unusual metal items one of which he picked up.
"Oh, I know you. You need to try that on now."
Responding to the clerk, Seth retired to the dressing room. After stripping, Seth finally got the device just as the clerk checked on him.
"Well, come out and show us!"
"Ah, I don't really have much on..."
"It will be alright."
In the safety of the boutique, Seth slid out of the dressing room to display himself in the see through locking metal chastity. He noticed the other clerk had returned and she joined the other to check him out.
"Perfect," She said. "You've done a good job with this one."
Seth's dick bolt upright, but fully caged in the device.
As they rang up his purchases, Seth was worried they were somewhat extravagant. Yet, he decided it was worth it as it included the experience.
At the airport, he decided to FedEx the hardware home.
Upon landing at his airport, he changed into the school girl outfit, walked out to his car, and drove the 100 miles home. He was a little nervous, but he was deeply changed and content at the same time.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Chuck Taylor and Rock'n'Roll
On the Guardian's web site, there was an article marvelling over how many musicians wore Converse Chuck Taylor's. Locally, we called these sneakers All Stars and not that many could afford them back in the day. The writer said Nike owns Converse now. The article left out these shoes give grip on wet stages and offer some electrical shock protection.
Stages are safer these days and I'm glad as one header is enough for me!
Years ago, my Chuckies got stolen in gym class, so I went to Addias and Nike, because they were less well known in our area and cheaper.
I was also way ahead of the curve on wearing warm up jackets to school. Everyone would say, "That's a great idea; why didn't I think of that?"
I must confess I did get tragically hip in the 80s between the movies Flashdance and Purple Rain. However, what else was going on at that time? I still like those little ZZ Top socks, because I have legs and know how to use them...
Stages are safer these days and I'm glad as one header is enough for me!
Years ago, my Chuckies got stolen in gym class, so I went to Addias and Nike, because they were less well known in our area and cheaper.
I was also way ahead of the curve on wearing warm up jackets to school. Everyone would say, "That's a great idea; why didn't I think of that?"
I must confess I did get tragically hip in the 80s between the movies Flashdance and Purple Rain. However, what else was going on at that time? I still like those little ZZ Top socks, because I have legs and know how to use them...
First Guitar Story By Request
Like most anyone in my age group, it was the Beatles that got me started on guitar. Mom, however, was less impressed partly due to our financial situation.
Eventually, I got a $32 Stella by Harmony in a natural finish. Over the years, I've noticed most whites had the Sear's Silvertone "cowboy" version of this guitar.
My first guitar teacher was a blonde folkie who had a Martin with pickups and a T-bird. As I recall, she appeared some with the New Christie Mistrals.
I took lessons off and on with her for a number of years and a local teaching legend.
Over time, I got frustrated with my 3/4 size instrument with its heavy gage strings. Every once and a while I would buy strings at a store called Band Box. The salesman let me play a Telecaster and suggested I bring the guitar in as it probably needed a whole set of strings. "If one's worn out, its probably time to replace them all." "I've never wore out the bottom strings," I said. I added, "But, the bridge is worn out." The salesman was skeptical, but I'd had the guitar five years at this point.
Later, I rode my blue Huffy Wheel 20# bike down to the store with the Stella tied to the sissy bar. He didn't have a new wood bridge to replace my ebonized maple one, but he had an adjustable black and white plastic one. This bridge didn't sound as good, but I found with this bridge and Martin Silk'n'Steel strings the guitar shedded its old time boxy sound and gave me decent intonation up to the fifth fret.
Later, I started playing again in a bluesier style to support our comedy troupe on going parody of radio. In addition to being rusty, it was apparent the tuners were worn out so I put on a set of used Gibson's.
As it turned out, I played this instrument for ten years until I got a new one. The next year I finally got an electric guitar which the family wasn't too happy about either. It took another year to get an amp. Until then, I used one of the original Panasonic boom boxes as an amp or plugged my guitar into the stereo.
Eventually, I got a $32 Stella by Harmony in a natural finish. Over the years, I've noticed most whites had the Sear's Silvertone "cowboy" version of this guitar.
My first guitar teacher was a blonde folkie who had a Martin with pickups and a T-bird. As I recall, she appeared some with the New Christie Mistrals.
I took lessons off and on with her for a number of years and a local teaching legend.
Over time, I got frustrated with my 3/4 size instrument with its heavy gage strings. Every once and a while I would buy strings at a store called Band Box. The salesman let me play a Telecaster and suggested I bring the guitar in as it probably needed a whole set of strings. "If one's worn out, its probably time to replace them all." "I've never wore out the bottom strings," I said. I added, "But, the bridge is worn out." The salesman was skeptical, but I'd had the guitar five years at this point.
Later, I rode my blue Huffy Wheel 20# bike down to the store with the Stella tied to the sissy bar. He didn't have a new wood bridge to replace my ebonized maple one, but he had an adjustable black and white plastic one. This bridge didn't sound as good, but I found with this bridge and Martin Silk'n'Steel strings the guitar shedded its old time boxy sound and gave me decent intonation up to the fifth fret.
Later, I started playing again in a bluesier style to support our comedy troupe on going parody of radio. In addition to being rusty, it was apparent the tuners were worn out so I put on a set of used Gibson's.
As it turned out, I played this instrument for ten years until I got a new one. The next year I finally got an electric guitar which the family wasn't too happy about either. It took another year to get an amp. Until then, I used one of the original Panasonic boom boxes as an amp or plugged my guitar into the stereo.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Modulus Graphite Flea (Funk Bass) #302
Yes, I own Inca silver Flea number 302.
Modulus Graphite instruments are popular here due to the weather and their tonal flexibility. I've played several models, but I'd never quite found the right one.
I first spotted my Flea one summer at Mars Music in Cincinnati. It was somewhat similar in design to a Music Man model popular in our area. To me, the controls were easier to use and more effective than the Music Man's. Also, I really liked playing it, but it was very expensive.
And, there was a chance I might get laid off from work.
Later, when I heard Mars Music was going out of business, I went down there hoping it would still be available. It was, but it was very shop worn and a knob was missing. When I say it was shop worn, it resembled some of the distressed instruments being sold by Fender.
Somebody told me, "You don't want that one, because somebody told me it fell off the wall."
I made Mars Music an offer that I figured was about $100 more than they paid for it. However, the lawyer representing the court wouldn't allow me to buy it for that amount. He explained their plan was to mark down each item a percentage per week until "even the light fixtures are sold." The salesman pleaded with him; then apologized to me, and I left.
Work and weather permitting, I drove 200 miles every few weeks to see it. Later, I saw a kid with it in line. I gave up, bought some great speakers for $60, and went to eat at Dave and Buster's next door.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving, the day before Mars closed, I went to check things out. I'm not sure why. Sure enough, they had a few five string Modulus basses among the tons of cheap third world nylon string guitars.
The one salesman I knew saw me and said, "I was hoping you'd come back."
"The bass was sold," I said.
"Yes, a kid bought it with a blank check from his parents who made him bring it back as they didn't think it was worth what he paid for it, because it was damaged."
I bought it for less than I'd offered weeks before.
Is this not one of the great rock'n'roll stories of all time?
Top Ten Reasons You Don't Sound Like Recording Artists
1. Is your guitar or bass decent, in tune, and properly set up using quality medium strings?
2. Do you have a decent amplifier and cable and a properly rated clean power supply?
3. Have you focused too much on stage presence and vibe over craft?
4. Have you focused too much on music theory over originality, passion, and urgency?
5. Do you listen to each other while you play?
6. Do you listen to the meaning of the song and search for an appropriate original arrangement?
7. Is your recording medium any good like HD, digital stream, or round reel?
8. Do you understand the delicate art of compression?
9. Are you trying to fix problems with balance or EQ in the mix or during mastering?
And number 10. You do realize, beyond of the obvious studio tricks, that a few "hit" songs are slowed down and quite a few are sped up? There can be improvements fidelity and psycho-acoustics when songs are sped up. Plus, the players sound better and singers voices more closely match that of teenage girl record buying public.
The right mixture of compression, EQ, and speed variation used to be called "sweeting" the recording.
2. Do you have a decent amplifier and cable and a properly rated clean power supply?
3. Have you focused too much on stage presence and vibe over craft?
4. Have you focused too much on music theory over originality, passion, and urgency?
5. Do you listen to each other while you play?
6. Do you listen to the meaning of the song and search for an appropriate original arrangement?
7. Is your recording medium any good like HD, digital stream, or round reel?
8. Do you understand the delicate art of compression?
9. Are you trying to fix problems with balance or EQ in the mix or during mastering?
And number 10. You do realize, beyond of the obvious studio tricks, that a few "hit" songs are slowed down and quite a few are sped up? There can be improvements fidelity and psycho-acoustics when songs are sped up. Plus, the players sound better and singers voices more closely match that of teenage girl record buying public.
The right mixture of compression, EQ, and speed variation used to be called "sweeting" the recording.
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