Talk me out of it guys...
I built my first guitar from a kit--courtesy of Grizzly. Easy to put together, so far a PITA to finish. I'm learning a lot about lacquer, in particular how to fix mistakes. Hopefully by the end of the week the lacquer will have cured so that I can finish polishing it, install the tuning machines, string it and play it!
So I think I'm hooked. I've joined a luthier's forum, gotten a Stew Mac catalog which I look at EVERY time I sit on the throne in the "reading room", even before I go to bed!
I am learning about the difference between purfling and binding, Gotoh and Waverly tuners, nitrocellulose vs. KTM-9, etc. I'm even planning the inlay on my "next" guitar.
I don't have a wife anymore to pull me back from the brink, to say rather firmly, "If I see another FedEx package with a tool or piece of wood in it, I'm calling a lawyer." (She already pulled that trick over my handplane addiction, it only works once...)
So, you're my last hope. Otherwise I may be found in a gutter someplace high off my a** on lacquer fumes, mumbling about "dovetail neck--needs more tension on the truss rod--had to hock my stove to get enough money to buy Waverly's--I can stop anytime I want"...
I built my first guitar from a kit--courtesy of Grizzly. Easy to put together, so far a PITA to finish. I'm learning a lot about lacquer, in particular how to fix mistakes. Hopefully by the end of the week the lacquer will have cured so that I can finish polishing it, install the tuning machines, string it and play it!
So I think I'm hooked. I've joined a luthier's forum, gotten a Stew Mac catalog which I look at EVERY time I sit on the throne in the "reading room", even before I go to bed!
I am learning about the difference between purfling and binding, Gotoh and Waverly tuners, nitrocellulose vs. KTM-9, etc. I'm even planning the inlay on my "next" guitar.
I don't have a wife anymore to pull me back from the brink, to say rather firmly, "If I see another FedEx package with a tool or piece of wood in it, I'm calling a lawyer." (She already pulled that trick over my handplane addiction, it only works once...)
So, you're my last hope. Otherwise I may be found in a gutter someplace high off my a** on lacquer fumes, mumbling about "dovetail neck--needs more tension on the truss rod--had to hock my stove to get enough money to buy Waverly's--I can stop anytime I want"...




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