What demons lurk inside 50's gibsons a.k.a. how email organizing will change my life.

Did a monster rebuild of a late 50′s Gibson GA-50 yesterday.  I’ll get a few more shots up of it when I have a second (read: never).  This was one of the multi-section capacitors still left inside.  Rotting.  Disintegrating.  Tearing the club up.  I’m sure this exploding wax covered morsel contributed more to ‘the tone’ than one would like to admit.  That sweet, pungent, wax covered tone.  It smelled bad too… ugh.

On another note...