Re: Show me your green guitars!
Here's my only green one: a Kaufman EN-V (get it???:haha
. Back when I had my 97 Hamer Vector (the first time), I used and abused it on my first deployment and started noticing the awful wear and tear on the hardware and finish, so I had this built using the Hamer as a template. I wanted something neckthrough, so it's mahogany/maple/mahogany with twin graphite rods in a telephone pole profile with a cocobolo board and mahogany wings finished in trans green nitro. I was into EMGs at the time so it came with 81/85, which I switched to 85/85, then went through several passives as I know how it sounds (lots of low mids and warm, warm, warm) and was used to the feel of it. After many swaps, I'm pretty sure I'm going back to EMGs, either 81/85 again or 81/60. I used it extensively on my 3rd deployment with my 2nd ship's band, on gigs both on the ship and in port calls. All of the port calls saw me incredibly drunk, with one, in particular, in Perth, Australia, where I not only started playing another song at the end of Whole Lotta Rosie, but was so drunk raging that when my amp cut out, I held the guitar at shoulder level and slammed it down onto the diamond plate stage as hard as I could and promptly fell off onto the backstage. I was carried out. The next day, horrified at my antics, I carefully pulled it out of the bag and checked it over. This thing is such a tank that after an ordeal which would have snapped the hs off just about anything, it instead just cracked the paint off all the points, dented a tuner, but was not only structurally sound but still mostly in tune. I've never done that again...
Anyway, this may not be my desert island guitar but it will be one of the last to go if I ever have to have a fire sale.
In paint/mockup:
Right after I first brought it home:
In Bahrain after I had battery box problems and had to tape around the lower wing to hold it (to this day, there's a ridge in the paint from the reaction with the tape adhesive):
First try at passives:
Big, thick neck, big dots, big frets on a thick slab of cocobolo (fret cracks from all the humidity changes from SoCal to the Persian Gulf and back):
Dig.
