April 25, 2025
Spring batch progress!
The new old workshop - new to me, a century old to the universe - is up and running as a little luthier workshop here at New Shanti. The five pocket basses and one guitar of the ‘25 spring batch are all thicknessed blanks in progress. Individual pics are updated on the CLIENT BUILDS page. One cut StyleB, two blanks ready to cut (poplar Sport and walnut Amigo), MY StyleB GUITAR of wood found in the old barn loft, and two thinned blanks of mahogany that will get different wood tops for another Style B and Sport.
It’s springtime in far up and far out New York state, northern Adirondacks up by Canada, and I’m settling into the homestead - nesting in the old farmhouse, gearing up the workshop, dreaming about music in the old barn I look out over in morning sunrises. The field next door and little creek behind, down the hill, are now rejoined with the homestead.
SuperPat the handyman is coming by next week to start on a wall in the shop to separate the sawdust making part from assembly and hangout room, it will be a cool wall and I’ll share that and more updates soon. Stay tuned and rock on!
~Scott, Woodgnome of The North Country
Listening to: Collective Soul Collective Soul; Bruce Springsteen Greetings From Asbury Park; Neil Young Comes a Time.
Onward Through the Past
Scott’s new album is out! Songs from the heart and meandering grooves, available to listen and download.
March 29, 2025
Greetings, my friends! Thanks for following along as the thread of adventure in my life was seached for and found… now, as much comes with me, we unpack and arrange and get rolling again together. The picture of the fancy bass is one of the final pictures from the last shop in Wimberley, Texas. The photo above? A beautiful blue dawn (no color filter there) here in the northern Adirondacks this morning, and the workshop of this new chapter.
I’m now working May through October, building my “Scott Signature” stuff with the signed headstocks, and D’AQUILA - where I get my carving and turquoise and scroll kicks on a very few very ornate guitars per year. I manage the business and clients of Birdsong Guitars (Head Luthier Jake makes them in the Texas “Hill Country”) 24/7 all year. So in a few days I’ll be working in the workshop working ON the workshop, and sourcing wood and parts, and this is going to be FUN. It’s springtime, people! There is wood to help sing.
Stay tuned in, as I’m settling in and the updates will be more frequent. Look around in here and see if there’s a guitar or pocket bass you’d like me to make for you! I’ll be sharing the SPRING BATCH right here and on my CLIENT BUILDS page. Get in touch and I’ll make you something this summer. Warmest wishes and great new beginnings in your worlds, brethren.
~Scott B.
512-395-5126
PO Box 350 Mooers, NY 12958
Scott’s Thoughts - Feb. 5, 2025
Well everyone, here is the first official post from my new VERY old personal "Scott" workshop up in the far northern Adirondacks! It now has internet connection, so "we've got our ears on," as the old truckers would say on the CB. Yes, there is snow outside, and this is a quick post because it's 12 degrees out and no heat in here yet. I'll be starting on the spring batch of my little pocket basses in April - I have a few in the que, so if you'd like one built for you... you know what to do! (512) 395-5126, wingfeathermusic@yahoo.com (Also anything Birdsong related, I'm the guy to line that up with Head Luthier Jake and the workshop in Texas. Contact me at birdsongbass@yahoo.com)
The "North Country" in NY is beautiful, and it's where my life adventure picks up now. Much love, noogies to the kids, and rock on! ~S.
Scott’s Thoughts - Jan. 25, 2025
Evidently, there are somewhat nomadic woodgnomes to be found meditating on old abandoned railroad bridges deep in rural Florida. Here is indeed shown a woodgnomus nomadicus in the wild, chanting on mala, and sporting an adventurous hat.
If nothing else, it seems to be a great way to avoid any contact with alligators. I imagine gators to have a Cajun accent, only commenting on being a little cold and what they’re eyeing as a snack. “Mon’ eat dat.” “Little chilleh.” “Mon’ eat dat. Mmmm, mon’ eat DAT.” “Bit cold… hmmm… ‘mon eat dat.”
A mystic sky from one of last year’s roads reminds us to look up, that there is magic happening and beauty in the moments. We just need to look. Above, around, beneath. Within. Be blessed, my friend.
~Scott
