man dough nollij
Dec-19-2008, 9:43pm
I happened to be passing through Logan, MT about three weeks ago, picking up my avatar, Conan, in Helena.
I have had a weird ding in my custom Gallatin since shortly after I ordered it from the (now defunct) Prescott Folklore Center in '05.
It originally looked like a blister in the finish, right at the curvy place where the neck meets the heel.
I didn't remember any trauma every happening there-- it was like a blister in the finish that turned into a ding. Pretty serious-- down to bare wood.
Anyway, I had my Gallatin with me when I went through Logan on my way to Helena. I thought I'd show them the ding and see what they thought.
When I dropped it off, John, Tony, and Bruce Weber all took a look at it and took it for a little test drive. All pronounced it an exceptional sounding mandolin. (It's a little different from a normal Gallatin, with maple back and tone bars).
I left it in their capable hands and went back to Colorado after picking up my pooch.
Now I'm finally back in Montana, and had a chance to retrieve it.
I showed up unannounced. John and Tony left the (Christmas?) pizza party to help me out. They both rememebered my name and my mando, and hustled to get it.
The serious ding is fixed to the point where you can't even tell it was there. (John and Tony explained that this is because Brett is THE MAN).
The charge? Merrry Christmas.
Great folks to do business with.
Merry Christmas Sound to Earth, and God Bless!
Lee
I have had a weird ding in my custom Gallatin since shortly after I ordered it from the (now defunct) Prescott Folklore Center in '05.
It originally looked like a blister in the finish, right at the curvy place where the neck meets the heel.
I didn't remember any trauma every happening there-- it was like a blister in the finish that turned into a ding. Pretty serious-- down to bare wood.
Anyway, I had my Gallatin with me when I went through Logan on my way to Helena. I thought I'd show them the ding and see what they thought.
When I dropped it off, John, Tony, and Bruce Weber all took a look at it and took it for a little test drive. All pronounced it an exceptional sounding mandolin. (It's a little different from a normal Gallatin, with maple back and tone bars).
I left it in their capable hands and went back to Colorado after picking up my pooch.
Now I'm finally back in Montana, and had a chance to retrieve it.
I showed up unannounced. John and Tony left the (Christmas?) pizza party to help me out. They both rememebered my name and my mando, and hustled to get it.
The serious ding is fixed to the point where you can't even tell it was there. (John and Tony explained that this is because Brett is THE MAN).
The charge? Merrry Christmas.
Great folks to do business with.
Merry Christmas Sound to Earth, and God Bless!
Lee