March 06, 2002
the Wurly
So, my little Wurly that I mentioned before, I took some time Monday to figure out just how many keys on it were suffering from constant sustain, and it turned out about half the keys had a problem. I still didn’t know how serious a problem it was, but it was starting to look less like an amazing deal and more like an okay one. So, I posed the question to the Wurlitzer mailing list (sometimes the internet is grand) and received half a dozen responses all saying more or less the same thing: try loosening the cable that connects the sustain pedal to the underside of the keyboard. So, I went downstairs and did that very thing.
Yeah, it’s a fucking incredible, amazing deal.
It sounds gorgeous. Problem solved. Dayamn. I just want to hug the thing.
Okay, actually, I have already, a couple of times.
A link for you musician types and any others who find the current state of the industry to be morbidly fascinating… here’s a slightly depressing article from a band called the Rosenbergs. They’re a power pop band (very well known within that particular niche) who decided to go it alone and release and promote their record themselves. Much as I am for the DIY route, this is a good illustration of the difference between, say, Aimee Mann going DIY (and benefitting from her past and name recognition) and myself (who, clearly, has none).