We came back and did it AGAIN!

Check out part deux at  http://guitarra-part2.blogspot.com/2012/08/d-2-to-day-zero-preparacion.html

The 'Beast' Art House photo . . . .

Day 23

Aftermath . . . .

Departed Formentera on Monday evening for Ibiza airport with Luc and the guitars . . .

And disappeared iunto the sunset . . .

We got the the airport and shared a beer before disappearing for our respective flights.

Eric was suitably shattered after his long ordeal . . . 

As was Kiku . . .

We will miss our morning sessions at 'Blog Central' . . . .

The 'Hierbas Sessions' . . .

The 'tea breaks' . . .

Mi Casa for 3 weeks . . .

Doggo and Gatto take different views on this passing . . .

But we had a lot of fun . . . .

Transformed some wood . . .

Into the real deals. . .

And luckily the project did not turn out as expected by some . . .

Back in London now . . . . .

Day 20 and 21

The Beast Lives !


We are now hurtling torwards the end of our amazing journey of creativity, construction and cerveza (not to mention vino y Hierbas!).

Found a great photo from last weeks barbeque at Eki's house. Eric and Eki discussing bass construction technique on the roof . . .

Saturday morning we had a late start due to the excesses of Friday night. We started, Eric, Luc and I, with a zumo de zanahoria and coffee. At 11am we started with the professor. After much stressing and a couple of of cervezas, Eric adjusted his nuts once again, and added a Formentera island decal . . .

I worked on my four outstanding tasks, fixing the volume knob seating in its recess, finishing my higher frets, finishing, oiling and fixing my pickup covers and raising the bridge pickup for maximum boom-boom . . .

We had realised on Thursday why we had eaten pizza in the 'midnight oil' sessions on Wednesday. These were used for our wiring diagrams (the back of them . . ), so I kept a memento . . .

Had to use the practised eye to check the truss-rod . . .

At 4pm the beast was live and dangerous and I had a sound check with the professor . . .

We returned home, via Es Glop to show Jaime and Maria the finished articles (we got a request for an Es Glop gig), and had a lazy lunch in the shade of the trees. The beast rested . . .

After a shower, Luc, Eric amd I had another sound check and rocked the Cap de Berberia . . . .

We walked down to the cove for a swim and witnessed another astounding sunset . . .

No, it's not Hiroshima, its the sun setting in the west behind Denia . . .

More Hierbas was drunk and we had dinner at Es Cap.

Later on Saturday night we had an amazing view of the moon and venus up the junction . . . (or is it conjunction?)

Sunday was a lazy morning, another sound check, swimming in Cala Saona, lazy lunch of Fideua at Restaurant Sol (with the owner, Paco, performing his magic tricks for us, with cards as well as food). We returned to Casa Eric for a siesta, another sound check, and a light dinner topped off with the final Hierbas by candlelight . . . .

Sunday rest . . .

Burning the midnight Hierbas. What's that strange light ?

Halloween?

Today I fly home. Odd mix of emtions. Sad it's all over. Elated that the guitar actually ended up being a real instrument. Tired from a very different sort of work. Weakened liver from Hierbas. Strengthened by some great new friends. But it is time to return to the real world now . . .


Eric is staying on till Thursday . . .

It has been a BLAST!

Luc has downloaded all his 900 photos from his iPhone to my PC so I may post some more photos, but my work here is DONE!

Day 19

Mixed Emotions . . .


The day started with high expectations. This was the DAY!

The day started with more oiling but I quickly progressed to the electrics. First things first and I completed my pickups and had to fry them . . .

Deep fried pickups! (I have no idea why we do this, but yes, that’s a deep fat fryer!)

Electrics - I had a 'Dan's Plan', as did everyone. I had only a basic idea of how the electrics work in turning movement of strings to sound, and now I know just a little more . . .

Now, where do those wires go?

Erics continued working his 'nut' and it worked out pretty well . . .

Eric did his wiring . . .

Erics bass actually works!

Birth of first guitars off the production line . . .

Mine looks finished but I still have four outstanding tasks to complete . . .

In the early evening sun we had a photo opportunity in the plaza at San Ferran. Some folks took it pretty seriously  . . .

A shower and then dinner at La Tortuga. Great meal and lots of Priorat and Hierbas, Hierbas, Mas Hierbas . . . . .

Aioli. Isn’t that the outside of a nipple? Anyway, its great with bread, and we have had some stunning stuff, every day as a little 'pre-starter' . .  Must be the local garlic that makes it so good . . .
Once again I was asked for the lyrics to 'The Hierbas Blues' but I can't remember them without the sacred fluid. There is a tiny moment of lucidity when I can remember, but that passes fast  . . .

Late night drinking . . .

We watched and listened to Chimichurri again. Jose 'Ray Vaughan' is a machine! Two performances, one in the plaza and one in the ‘Irish”! And he was at work in the kitchen of the El Mocambo this morning when I arrived. I got to bed at 3.30am and he was still playing!!! Hail, hail Rock ‘n Roll . . . .

Gotta finish today, PLEASE . . . .

Hasta!