By admin on October 13, 2009
We have a ton of broken pianos. Or broken piano parts. Or parts of things that might work. Things we can’t easily understand. It might be time to call the Smithsonian. Or the dump. I can’t tell!! Let me explain. Or better yet, lets see some photos!
Does anyone know what this piano needs to work again?
This is a piano player. You can roll it up to a piano and it will play for you. The roll.
A nice piano. If you can find the front of it.
Church organ.
Vas is das?
This investment is so savvy I can't stand it!!!!
A piano organ. No lie. It is two for the price of one.
An old melodeon. I mean old. Older than dirt. Older than your granny.
The Chickering Square Grand. from the 1860's. Rosewood. A real beauty.
The 1948 Wurlitzer upright. It works, and sounds great. My door prize.
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By admin on October 13, 2009
Professional Roofers-wait, ok, that is Zac. Inspecting.
February 2008. We had deliberated on doing this job ourselves for too long. I just couldn’t finger out how to roof a commercial building with two small kids. Just sounded tough. And expensive. And hard on everyone. So Zac sold his plasma (and a kidney) and I donated five ovaries to some dutch purist families, and we paid real money to get this roof put on. I still have a few side effects from the medical experiments I underwent, but mostly it made me more fun, and I almost completely stopped having cravings for nachos.
That was nice, we could take the diaper out of the big bay, and remove the drip buckets from inside the shop. AKA mosquito indoor swimming pool.
Malaria!
Yes, that is a rain diaper, not a magic carpet.
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By admin on October 12, 2009
Ye Olde Piano Shop
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By admin on February 8, 2008
The first move is a really big move, and a big flat slightly slanted roof sure seems like something two musicians with a 2 and a 4 year old could handle by themselves, but after way too many tense conversations about torch down roofing, and hiring someone to help us, and realizing that nobody ever ever ever wants to help you roof as a friend, or even future enemy, we called a roofing company, and they made us an offer we couldn’t refuse. Turns out he had a crew that needed work, and we had a building that needed a roof, and it was like a valentine day combo to beat the band. And somehow, when you have the right gear, and the right amount of dudes, you can roof a building in a week. They didn’t even get hung up on the chain link fence. Here are a few totally nondescript boring photos where you can see the progress. Whew.
Roof, with trailer in foreground.
Man on Roof.Roof, with trailer in foreground.
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