The Harmony Saga, Part Deux

 I find it amazing when life runs in patterns peppered with coincidences. Coincidences concocted by chance. Chances challenging logic. Logic lending to tinkering.

I started this blog eleven months ago to the day, merely to keep myself out of the winter funk and too-often drunk pattern I fall into when the temperatures dip. And it all started with the Harmony H-804. It turned out to be a fun little guitar. Then, in the middle of the summer it was the Peavey Patriot bass re-fret to regret. That one took awhile, because it was intermixed with travel, including several trips to my hometown, one in which I was hanging out in my friend Josh's studio and there, covered in dirt, dust, mildew and disgust, was a Harmony bass in all appearances being of the same era as the H-804.

We had a few beers and marvelled at the time that has passed, and the great times we had being in a band together. I let it slip my mind, but later I had Josh send me a photo of the bass so I could put it in one of the Peavey posts where I mentioned how tempted I was to try to buy it from him. Seed planted!

We share the same birthday, so for Halloween I sent him a care package of old fx pedals, some 'zines done by a mutual friend from, Gawd, like 1991, and a few other trinkets. Guantlant thrown! Josh had already hinted at sending me a gift by then. Probably the first time, outside of fancy beers and some records, we had exchanged gifts. I saw Josh again in December, back again to help my mother prep her house for winter and the holidays, and over lunch he was squirming to tell me that he still has a gift for me but hasn't sent it. "I'm sure by now you can guess what it is," he said. "Don't tell me!" I demanded. If it was the bass, I still didn't want to know. I wanted to try to bring it to life, and I was afraid the delay was due to him fixing it before sending it out. 

Then, like a gift from Hades, the box arrived at the door, when I was at work, of course. However, when I finally got home, there it was, in all its ignomious glory:

Now, I don't know if you noticed, but Josh Tragedy is not just a great multi-instrumental musician, record producer/label owner one-man mixing genius, but he has the best liner-note handwriting a punk band could ever ask for. A couple more writing samples, I'm plugging that shit into an AI program (as if, I can barely open Windows most days) and creating the Tragedy Font. 

And obviously, as Josh says in the note, this is a blog-worthy project! True to form, my trusty helper jumped into action and made sure no parts had been left in the Fender box:

Thanks Josh!!!

You know what's next:

The Diagnosis Psychosis