During his recent visit my brother and I were chatting about my 3,000+ record album collection, in storage and un-listened-to for more than three decades. I mentioned that my old turntable had frozen hydraulics to render its audiophile cartridge useless, and I was going to order a new one. That’ll definitely motivate me to get them out and listen to them all over again. At one time I had my entire collection memorized but now I can hardly remember more than a few dozen of them. He said, “It’s gonna be just like Christmas when you open the boxes.”
That conversation got me to thinking about something all my music aficionado circle argued about all those decades ago; “If you were stuck on a desert island like Robinson Crusoe, what would be your dozen albums?”
So here’s my list, in alphabetical order by artist. NB: these are all vinyl albums in my collection, most have been replicated for my CD collection which is itself substantial.
Frederic Chopin – Nocturnes (1827-1846) and yes I know, it is technically a five-record collection IIRC, but I get to make my own rules for my own fantasy.
As a kid my folks were part of the Columbia Record Club and the first time I heard Chopin’s Nocturns, I was probably 8 or 10 at the time, I was hooked. Since I’ve been listening to them regularly for the past six decades I guess they would be good to have if I was stuck somewhere desolate, like a desert island or New York City or some other forsaken place.
PS; if you’ve ever wondered whether or not great music of the past could flourish in another time and place, check out this performance of Chopin’s Prelude No. 4 in E Minor from maybe 55 years ago by Led Zeppelin’s guitarist!
Or this:
Dire Straits – Dire Straits(1978)
I was blown away the first time I heard this album when it first came out and remain as besotted as ever.
Edvard Grieg – Peer Gynt Suites (1876)
No little boy listening to “Hall of the Mountain King” could resist marching around and stamping his feet. Heck, I can barely resist doing so in my 70th year.
Again, listen to this, uh, fascinating version by ELO.
Johnny Hartman – John Coltrane and Johnny Hartman (1963)
Hartman ranks #1 on my list of male singers and his collaboration with jazz giant John Coltrane remains perhaps the greatest capturing of jazz/ballad vocals ever. Anyone who has ever spent any time with me in the barn gets introduced to Johnn Hartman. Think Frank Sinatra but with real talent.
BTW it was when my Baptist preacher parents came into my room when I was listening to John Coltrane that they knew I was , … different.
Keith Jarrett – Koln Concert (1975)
The story itself of this album is a fascinating one. Jarrett was sick, injured, exhausted, hungry, and playing on a craptastic piano for a middle-of-the-night concert, and wanted to just go back to the hotel to get some sleep. Instead the recording equipment was turned on, resulting in not only the best-selling live jazz album of all time but the best-selling piano music album of all time!
Gordon Lightfoot – Sit Down Young Stranger (1970)
Though very, very early in his spectacular career I find this album to be unsurpassed. Not a bad song on the album, well, perhaps a needless comment about any Lightfoot album. Your Loves Return (A Song for Stephen Foster) still gets me 50+ years after hearing it for the first time.
Little Feat – Waiting for Columbus (1978)
Probably the best live album of its era (perhaps equaled by the Talking Heads 1984 Stop Making Sense), by America’s best rock band. “Nuff said.
The first time I heard this album, to be honest I didn’t get it. Second time, sorta got it. Third time it entered my rotation for the past 53 years. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, barbarians are repulsed by it (just kidding). Mrs Barn will not allow the music to be played in her presence as the finds it to be discordant and nerve wracking. I often play it in my earbuds while working on my laptop.
Pat Metheny – Offramp (1981)
I went back and forth on this album, debating it or Metheny’s As Fall Wichita, So Falls Wichita Falls, but since one of the pieces from this album (“Are You Going With Me?”) is one of two secular selections on my funeral playlist. No I am not planning any time soon, just being prepared. I even have the homily titled and outlined.
Stevie Ray Vaughan – Texas Flood (1983)
A promotional copy of this album arrived at the college radio station when I was doing a late night jazz show. Sometimes either during the show or afterwards I would sample new albums and I wound up listening to this one repeatedly until the wee hours of the morning. SRV was only one of two musicians whose deaths I mourned (Colin Walcott of the jazz ensemble Oregon was the other). This CD has been in the player of my little truck since forever.
Jennifer Warnes – Famous Blue Raincoat (1986)
Jennifer Warnes has the voice of an angel, trained as an opera singer and producing (way too few!) albums for more than fifty years. I’ve got them all. She was offered her first recording contract at the age of seven. Really. This CD has been playing in my “new” pickup since I bought it 3-1/2 years ago and I never tire of it. Her long-time collaboration with Leonard Cohen resulted in this magical presentation of his songs. Even if you never heard of her you will recognize her voice from movie songs. I actually know very little about her personally, but often regard her music the same way Benjamin Franklin referred to beer.
Eberhard Weber – Fluid Rustle (1979)
More evenings than not I fall asleep listening to some of this album. And like Metheny’s Offramp this album has a piece to be included in my funeral, “Quiet Departures.” Tragically like Keith Jarrett, Weber’s music performances have been silenced by a crippling stroke.
Bonus pick for those truly adventurous, Univers Zero – Univers Zero, a/k/a 1313 (1977)
This avant garde Belgian acoustic chamber ensemble produces music that is impossible for me to characterize. Discordant is hardly a strong enough word to describe them, but I like it. Long stretches could best be called “chaotic noise,” but there is just enough creative genius to make it worth my while. I think it might have been this album here my mom asked, “Are they all playing the same song?” As a church hymn traditionalist she never really caught on to my musical tastes.
Autumn is usually pretty busy at Shangri-la and this year is no exception. Mrs. Barn is cleaning out her gardens, canning and dehydrating up a storm, we are doing lots of end-of-summer yard work including bush hogging a large section of hillside, and getting the firewood situation in-hand.
I’ve been spending much of the last fortnight splitting and stacking all the tons of wood my brother and I harvested a month ago. I got all that done (about 80% of what we’ll need for winter 2025/2026) and will go hunting and gathering more fallen trees in the forest to be turned into BTUs. I’ve already identified about three winters’ worth of trees that are literally a windfall. Now all I have to do is clear a path for my little 4WD pickup with the knobby tires to get to them.
One of the great helps in all of this is having a very large staging area to do all the collecting, splitting, and stacking. Many years ago I had a large parking area constructed next to the barn in anticipation of workshops and student parking. Since that endeavor has drawn to a close, it is free and available for me and my firewood operation.
The original packaging art, now reworked just a bit.
I am delighted to report that finally the video and packaging files have been sent to the reproduction/fulfillment company and I am now looking forward to receiving a box of product ready to send to those two dozen of you awaiting them. It’s been a long and winding road punctuated with corrupted files and dying compewders, but finally we are back on track.
I cannot announce this without once again making note of the fact that the publishers of Popular Woodworking and the F&W Media folks with whom I created this video (and others) have released the video intellectual property to me without compensation so that I can get this out to anyone interested. Well done.
Here’s a new video on an Emmert Diemakers Bench Vise restoration. I’ve got one of these vises that I use almost daily, but need to disassemble and clean it to bring it up to snuff. Much like the K1 I have on my bench this weighs a ton. I am not a weakling but it was all I could do to get it up on the bench from the floor, where it was sitting on my hand truck.
On occasion I think up things to do with derelict tool parts that I pick up along the way. Such is the tale here.
Since I enjoy hand-resawing — sometimes necessity really is the mother of invention, and I do not possess a bandsaw for the task — I’ve invested a bit of time in assembling the requisite accouterments for the task. Included in this mélange would be several kerfing planes with fixed fences to reflect the more typical thicknesses I am trying to cut. These are made out of Baltic Birch plywood and work just fine.
When I began assembling my 18th Century tool kit for demonstrating I wanted to include resawing in the mix since folks are genuinely amazed to see that work being done. My kerfing planes would suffice for functionality but not for aesthetics or interpretation, so I dug around in my boxes of spare parts to see what could be done. I found an abandoned body of a plough plane and the light bulb went off. I was especially attracted to the moving fence on the sole. I can never remember what this part is called. Is it the fillister, or is that something else? Whatever it is I thought it would be a nice feature for a kerfing plane to include in my kit.
Roubo Plate 14 Figure 14
I do not think this notion is historically outlandish as there is a plane/saw included in Roubo that really seems to bear a peculiar resemblance to the kerfing plane in current use. Although Roubo refers to this as a tenon shoulder saw, I could definitely see it working as a kerfing saw with virtually no modification.
My first step in transforming this derelict into a delight was to remove the skate guide from the plane body. This was not an easy task as several of the screws had cemented themselves into place with corrosion. I got a couple out by customizing a screwdriver but had to drill out three of the heads and then file the shafts flat to their surroundings.
I was using a piece of a bow saw blade for this tool and had to cut a groove up into the plane body into which the top of the blade was inserted to the plane body where the skate was, to bring the saw teeth into proper relationship with the movable fence.
Once that was accomplished, I punched and drilled new holes for the screws attaching the blade to the body. Viola’, a lovely new tool from the carcass of an old one.
The native fence set-up gives me just a shade over 1/2″ so I might re-tinker with that at some point in the future to expand the capacity to an inch or so.
By request, here’s a blow-by-blow of my tallow/beeswax paste wax.
When making small formulation test batches I rely on my yard sale fondue heating plate. It’s a pretty steady 150-degrees F so I do not need to watch it with an eagle eye, as it will keep chugging along until my wax and any other ingredients are melted. A Pyrex sauce pan fits it perfectly so I just toss in the ingredients and check back in an hour.
For almost all of my formulation endeavors I combine the components by weight. Since I am not doing anything other than melting, in this case I do not really need to use one of my analytical scales. A digital kitchen scale is more than adequate.
The beeswax is of course the product that we make by hand, triple filtered Tupelo Honey beeswax. I would gladly use local beeswax but there just aren’t enough local beekeepers.
For the tallow I just used some purified beef tallow I bought on-line. I have not tried using any other tallow but will entertain the idea. This works fine for me, is nearly odorless (if I close my eyes and inhale a big snort of air I can almost imagine the faintest smell of pot roast), and has remained stable for the four years I’ve had this container open. I could certainly add a dash of turpentine as a fragrance but don’t need that for my own use. Originally, I bought this tallow to lubricate wood threads on my bench and Moxon vises.
For my paste wax test batch I wound up with 75 grams of beeswax to 150 grams of tallow as the sweet spot. When sneaking up on this (melting and cooling, melting and cooling) I added a bit of one or the other (ALWAYS keeping notes along the way) until I got the outcome I wanted.
Once everything is melted and uniform I just let it cool, The result is a very firm paste wax that can be used like any other. I’ve ordered some more tallow to make a bigger batch so I can send out samples to those of you who requested some.
Of course my curiosity bone wonders what the result would be if I used Blend 31 instead of pure beeswax…
Around this time each year I try to get the following winter’s firewood processed (e.g. 2025/2026). Fortunately I was being visited by my brother for a week, so we knocked out many tons of wood. Adding a second person to the crew does not double the productivity, it quadruples it! Especially when the second person is younger, bigger, and stronger than I am.
We spent three days working together, beginning with harvesting a cluster of four large-ish trees that came down in a wind storm a year ago. It was a near-perfect blend of trees/woods; maple, white oak, locust, and birch.
After first cleaning up the brush-y ends of the trees we just worked our way up the trunks, cutting them into ~16″ bolts. By the time my little S10 was loaded fully, it was definitely a low rider.
By the end of the second day we had a substantial wall o’wood to split and stack. Once we got the crib filled at the cabin I started to build the pallet stacks next to the barn. Of course, now that I want to spend a part of every day doing that we have a forecast for a week of daily rain after six months of drought. Sigh.
I continue working alone after he departed and the pace is demonstrably tortillian. But, I will soon have all the firewood for winter 2025/2026 processed and continue working on several other large windfall trees on the hillside, including a pair of gigantic locust trees so large I might have to borrow a larger chain saw to get them cut up.
My ultimate goal is to get firewood processed through the end of the decade.
As a general rule, in olden days paste wax was made from one of two recipes — Beeswax melted into Spirits of Turpentine (what we call simply turpentine), or beeswax melted into tallow. I’ve made much of Version 1 in the paste but not so much of Version 2. So, to best talk to visitors about the finishing processes of the past at the recent 18th Century Trades Fair I made a good batch of tallow/beeswax paste, and I gotta tell you it was magnificent! I think it actually has some advantages over the turpentine/beeswax solvent paste, namely that it does not have a volatile component to evaporate, is basically odorless (may not be an “advantage” for those who like the fragrance of turpentine), and it is harder in the jar than the turpentine beeswax paste. This means that the doling out can be more easily controlled and that less is used to accomplish the same goals as with the solvent paste. I especially like the feel of the tallow paste wax and have been using it on my tools to great success.
I like it so much I just might make a batch of it to share with others who might like to try some. If this is you, let me know.
Image from early 2012, the year before we moved to Shangri-la. At this point the shop was still mostly empty space.
In my early days of working in the barn one of the very first things I did was install a massive (8″ x 10″ x 8′) planing beam along one wall of the shop, but over time I realized it was mostly 1) the most robust junk shelf in the world, and 2) a tremendous space hog consuming too much valuable wall and floor space I could not afford. Especially given the reality that eventually I had several other options for hand planing workstations. In the end I dismantled the beam and repurposed the timber into something else.
Still, I never lost that ephemeral sentiment that, particularly in the realm of Japanese toolwork, an inclined planing beam would be a nice addition to the place. [N.B. it seems as though I am creating new workbenches about as fast as I get rid of the old ones! Mrs. Barn thinks I have “a workbench problem.” She is incorrect; I do not have “a workbench problem,” I have a lot of workbenches. Completely different thing.]
Thus I set about trying my hand at the classic Japanese planing beam using some of my less-than-perfect cypress planks as the core, glued together to make something stout. By “less than perfect” I mean that one side of the 11/4 c.1840 water tank staves was a little beat up or degraded. I extracted a pair of the staves from my stash and ran them through my little power planer that has been my corded apprentice for nearly forty years.
Once I got the gluing surfaces cleaned up I dressed them with a toothing plane to remove the planer chatter and increase the surface area for the glue contact.
Using the technique for gluing stack laminations I learned in the foundry pattern shop 45 years ago I employed screws to temporarily clamp the two planks together, this time using 4″ decking screws with fender washers underneath each screw head. The clamping power of this system is impressive, as you can tell from the squeeze-out. I left them overnight then removed all the screws and washers.
Since the compression divots and the screw holes are all on the underside of the beam they are of no consequence.
The recent three-day 18th Century Trades Fair was a gas. I started making sawdust and shavings around noon on Friday and shut down with the torrential downpour on Sunday afternoon. Too bad we got almost none of that at Shangri-la only a few miles away. In fact, other than when the remnants of a tropical storm residue blew through town last month, resulting in four inches of rain that got soaked up instantly, we’ve had about an inch of rain since April. It’s been a tough summer for the garden, lawn, and the barn’s micro-hydroelectric system. Nevertheless, the attendance at the Fair was really hampered by regional weather forecasts projecting heavy rains all weekend. Sigh.
But I digress.
I spent time at the Fair doing some simple work, basically making a storage till box for my tool chest (more about that in a coming post). Folks liked seeing me work and asked a good number of questions but mostly they marveled at the really simple stuff like plane shavings.
It as my first rodeo with this tool kit and I learned lot about what I need for an event like this vis-a-vie the workbench, tools, workpieces, show-n-tell, etc. Next time I will know what to add to my kit and what to leave behind.
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