My music at work

If you haven't read the running blog yet, I bought an ipod. So awesome. I have somewhere in the neighbourhood of 1200 CDs, many of which I have now converted to MP3 on my computer (I'm sure Kaaza, Limewire, and all the other looters would love to share my hard drive). I went and bought the 60 GB ipod which is the big kahuna in order to accomodate my collection. It's so great having my collection in the palm of my hand....in fact, this is really one of my life's dreams realized. Seriously. I have loved collecting albums since I was 4 and to finally have them organized so that I can instantly access any of it almost brings a tear to my eye.

I bought a Tele yesterday...again. I probably shouldn't have, but this one was special and I got a hell of a deal. A few years ago, I had a sunburst Japanese re-issue Fender Telecaster with the white binding around the body, ala Andy Summers of the Police fame. I "pimped" it out with a Gibson humbucker, Gotoh bridge and machine heads, and removed the finish from the neck and replaced it with a tung oil finish for a more natural wood feel. This guitar was the envy of many a Vancouver guitarist and it sounded and played great.....until it was stolen. SO, the other day this guy comes in with the exact guitar minus the "pimping" and I couldn't say no when Neil put it aside for me. I'm going begin the pimping process again when I get back from Thunder Bay next week; so excited to hear and possibly meet Heart. Currently re-doing my Washburn 335 with a Gibson Humbucker in the neck and a Seymour Duncan Jeff Beck Trembucker in the bridge, that is if Neil ever finishes it.

I call it, ’Olga Waits;
The Cloud That Entertains
The Dim Possibility of
Showing Some Restraint.’
The rain came down berserk.
My music at work.
My music at work.