Today we were up and leaving the house earlier than usual because we were off to Gaia. Gaia is across the Douro River from Porto and is where Jorge the luthier has his workshop. It’s also where the bank is and we had to go and sort out travel insurance (failed), the $70 US royalty cheque, deposited six weeks ago but not showing in the account (failed), and investigating other royalty money coming in (failed). One wonders how banks can justify their charges when they often can’t get it together. But it seems quite hard to live without a bank account, although I’ve managed to live my whole life without a credit card. Enough about banks, what is the matter with my guitar?
It seems unbelievable but some guitar cables struggle with some inputs because there is a slightly different shape in different brands and Jorge was telling us how the Fender leads are often trouble. We bought one new in Leon and it simply didn’t work. I was having trouble with my guitar right from the first song in León that continued in Lugo. It seems it was the cable not connecting properly with the socket. Some cable brands would connect, but others don’t. How are you supposed to know these things? Jorge isolated the problem, it was the cable and so he cleaned and adjusted the socket so we might just be okay to get through the Porto gig on Thursday without incident.
We came back for an evening in with me putting all the records and CDs in order. I also had to go and get my CD player from the repair shop around the corner. I was hoping it was fixable as it seemed to just be a problem with the drawer. I got there to find Paulo working on it. It’s a Cambridge Audio player and a good quality machine but the rubber band that opens and closes the drawer through a series of wheels had stretched. Where do you find a specific small rubber band for a particular type of English CD player in Portugal? Well, you don’t, you find something that might work instead and they did just that, so far so good.
Sarah put the shelves together that we bought at IKEA, Olivia painted the floor in one of the rooms, I sorted out the records, and then had a sesh with NJ Brian at 7 PM. We worked into the night, cleaning, fixing, sorting, making things, and standing back and admiring our work. We’re all so busy here growing The Archive. It was nice to get more shelves and spread the records out, they were too firmly packed and hard to look through, not anymore. The Archive is yearning for the major part of the collection.
Sarah and I took the opportunity of a deserted street on a Monday night to take all the packaging out to the recycling. Two ladies of the night were still in the street, but business was slow, Monday night at 1 AM is a bad time for this.
Music today has been Grant Lee Buffalo and the classic album Fuzzy (1993), released on vinyl this year, I imagine for the first time. I haven’t seen it before, it’s long overdue. A great album that I played to death when it came out. Jupiter and Teardrop was the first track that I heard followed by the title track and that wonderful falsetto melody.