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Dont leave your strat in the sun

PostPosted: 18 Jun 2011, 16:11
by Jay Bass

Re: Dont leave your strat in the sun

PostPosted: 18 Jun 2011, 17:48
by Bluesnote
When I went down to Bacup to pick up a seven-string guitar that was built for me by Brian Eastwood there was loads of weird and wonderful guitars that he'd made for customers, one of these was like the melted Strat that was similar to the one on the cover of an Eric Clapton? album from years ago, the one that was sitting on a table and looked as if it was pouring over the side. It was fiesta red too and was really strange looking. He said they were made for a chain of music shops in the States.
At least the guitar he made for me didn't melt :roll:

Re: Dont leave your strat in the sun

PostPosted: 18 Jun 2011, 20:41
by geoff1711
The shop that this is in is well worth a visit if you are in the area, a very good selection across a wide range of prices, and the couple who run it are very friendly.

Geoff

Re: Dont leave your strat in the sun

PostPosted: 19 Jun 2011, 04:33
by cockroach
Living in Australia, I've done lots of outdoor gigs over the years in 40 degree C (over 100 degree F) heat and direct sun!

Makes for some interesting tuning problems sometimes...although a Fender type guitar can survive almost anything! Although I've had a thick leather guitar strap turn BLACK and sopping wet- with sweat!

Re: Dont leave your strat in the sun

PostPosted: 19 Jun 2011, 06:52
by Bluesnote
cockroach wrote:Living in Australia, I've done lots of outdoor gigs over the years in 40 degree C (over 100 degree F) heat and direct sun!

Makes for some interesting tuning problems sometimes...although a Fender type guitar can survive almost anything! Although I've had a thick leather guitar strap turn BLACK and sopping wet- with sweat!


You can get some pretty interesting effects on guitars in Scotlands cold damp climate too :roll:

Humidity is not a crucial factor in the lives of our instruments it has to be said :lol:

And as for the strap....its more likely to snap through with the cold brass monkey-ish brittleness of our frosty winter mornings :o
Hugh.