Metronome has stopped 'ticking'.
Sonars UK
I've borrowed a Wittner Metronome from my brother-in-law and am getting a
bit concerned as it has stopped ticking.
Is there a simple way to fix the problem.
Thanks in advance
Sonars UK
PS: It worked fine the first few times I used it.
Radu Focshaner
>
> Hi Group,
>
> I've borrowed a Wittner Metronome from my brother-in-law and am getting a
> bit concerned as it has stopped ticking.
>
> Is there a simple way to fix the problem.
Rewind the spring.
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I really have no life...
I go around reading posts and,without having any original thought,
or adding anything to the subject,simply make short simpleminded
remarQs.
pianoguy
> > and am getting a bit concerned as it has stopped ticking.
> >
> > Is there a simple way to fix the problem.
Maybe it's not sitting perfectly level...or possibly the spring is broken.
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pianoguy
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Dave Andrews
<< I've borrowed a Wittner Metronome from my brother-in-law and am getting a
bit concerned as it has stopped ticking. >>
You got something ticking from an "in-law"? Run like h*ll -- when it stops
ticking, that's when the bomb goes off!!!
With all due respect,
Dave Andrews
D. W. Andrews Associates
Church Music System Specialists
"Two Hacks Working Out Of A Garage"
Disclaimer: If there are two ways to take my words,
always assume I was after the cheap laugh.
Fred van Sand
if i remember aright
these are not very expensive
buy him a new one in the same color
and dont ever mention it
even if he says
great how'd you get it to work
fvan...@home.com
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eromlignod
I'm assuming that you knew to wind it up (the key is sometimes stored
in a hole on the bottom of the metronome).
If there is no resistance when you turn the key and it rotates freely,
then you have a broken spring.
If there is resistance, but the key snaps back and won't stay wound
then you have a broken pawl.
If the metronome winds up, but you hear a screetching or whirring
noise and it quickly comes unwound, then you have a broken escapement
rocker.
All of these problems would be difficult to fix cheaply. You're
probably better off just getting a new one. Hope this helps.
Don
Larry
>then you have a broken pawl.
I had a puppy once that broke its pawl. I took it to a vletinarian....
(sorry, I couldn't resist)
Larry Fletcher
Pianos Inc
Atlanta GA
Dealer/technician
Doing the work of three men.....Larry, Curly, & Moe
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Dave Andrews
<<
>f there is resistance, but the key snaps back and won't stay wound
>then you have a broken pawl.
I had a puppy once that broke its pawl. I took it to a vletinarian.... >>
Terrible plun, Larry. I'm a pawled.
pianoguy
> I'm a pawled.
============
There's a bunch of them things in my old chess set.
Dwain Lee
"Larry" <larryin...@aol.comnojunk> wrote in message
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> >f there is resistance, but the key snaps back and won't stay wound
> >then you have a broken pawl.
>
> I had a puppy once that broke its pawl. I took it to a vletinarian....
>
> (sorry, I couldn't resist)
>
Also in the "sorry, I couldn't resist" category:
The scene is a hot, dry afternoon in a saloon in the Old West. A piano
player in one corner is providing entertainment (see, it's on-topic) for the
cowboys and bar floozies. The cowboys and other townfolk are sitting around
drinking, playing cards, swapping lies - a normal, peaceful day.
But the peace is short lived. Everyone's attention was drawn to the entry,
as a large dog slowly pushed the cafe doors apart and strode into the bar.
All eyes were on him as, with a stare as cold as ice, he hobbled his way
across the room, his right rear leg thickly padded and bandaged.
You could hear a pin drop as the dog reached the center of the room, and
surveying the crowd, said cooly: "I'm lookin' for the man that shot my
Paw..."
Dwain
pianoguy
surveying the crowd, said cooly: "I'm lookin' for the man that shot my
Paw..."
The bartender yelled "Git 'im Clyde!"
A large yellow dog ran from the backroom and with a loud crunch bit the large dog's
head off.
One of the drunks at the bar asked, "Wow! What kinda dog is that?"
The bartender answered, "Well, before I cut his tail off and painted him yellow he
was an alligator."
Sonars UK
If I had half a brain I should have been able to suss that one out myself.
Regards
Sonars UK
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Helen P.
What a dog gone shame!
-- Helen
eromlignod
little, spring-loaded catch that mates with a ratchet. The ratchet is
a saw-toothed wheel that can rotate one direction and pass under the
pawl (this is what makes the clicking noise when winding), but cannot
rotate in the other direction. A socket-wrench works by this same
principle, except that it is reversible.
A broken pawl would be tiny, difficult to access and hard to replace
properly. Get a new metronome; they're cheap.
Don
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Dave Andrews
<< Oooooh. I guess I should have explained what a pawl is >>
Don, there are a few of us here that look for opportunities to launch verbal
assaults on one another in the form of extremely bad puns, malapropisms,
euphemisms and ad hominem attacks on each other. Offering to define pawl sort
of takes the magic out of the moment, so to speak. This is by no means an
effort to discourage you from teaching us stuff -- just a way to explain that
we got it. Please feel free to join the fray. We're equal opportunity
offenders.
P.S. I used to sell clocks in my piano store, and had a wonderfully
enthusiastic tech that worked at the Columbia Watch and Clock Museum here in
Lancaster County doing my set-up and repair work. He taught me lots of stuff.
Hence, most of my clockiness is his fault.
pianoguy
> Oooooh. I guess I should have explained what a pawl is.
Don't take life so seriously...we're not a bunch of dweebs you know.
Really...we're not...
No....really.....
I know he's a Beetle.
Tom Shaw
part of the expression "If you dont behve pawl skin you alive." in addition
to the part that Don described which is also responsible for many bad
accidents in Henry Ford's press steel department when it fails and the press
double strikes while you are reaching in to remove the stamping.
TS
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eromlignod
> "eromlignod" wrote:
> > Oooooh. I guess I should have explained what a pawl is.
> =============================================
> Don't take life so seriously...we're not a bunch of dweebs you know.
>
> Really...we're not...
>
> No....really.....
>
> I know he's a Beetle.
I'm sorry. I really didn't mean for that first sentence to sound
sarcastic or patronizing. I just occurred to me that and odd word
like "pawl" might not be familiar to everyone. No offense was
intended. I should have written "oops" instead of "oooooh".
Don
Larry
>sarcastic or patronizing. I just occurred to me that and odd word
>like "pawl" might not be familiar to everyone. No offense was
>intended. I should have written "oops" instead of "oooooh".
>
>Don
OK, so will you guys just shake pawls and call it even?? ;-)
Dwain Lee
"Larry" <larryin...@aol.comnojunk> wrote in message
>
> OK, so will you guys just shake pawls and call it even?? ;-)
>
Wow, it's spooky...Read this post backward, you can see it plain as day...
"I buried Pawl......"
;-)
Dwain
eromlignod
> Actually a pawl is also 1) a dark or inhibiting environment 2) a casket 3)
> part of the expression "If you dont behve pawl skin you alive." in addition
> to the part that Don described which is also responsible for many bad
> accidents in Henry Ford's press steel department when it fails and the press
> double strikes while you are reaching in to remove the stamping.
> TS
>
Hi, Tom:
That's right. That particular kind of pawl is much larger and used in
a single-revolution clutch rather than with a ratchet. Man, you could
make a hell of a metronome out of one of those rascals! I wouldn't
want to be the poor bastard that had to wind it, though.
Don
Radu Focshaner
> P.S. I used to sell clocks in my piano store, and had a wonderfully
> enthusiastic tech that worked at the Columbia Watch and Clock Museum here in
> Lancaster County doing my set-up and repair work.
I remember that selling clocks in piano stores was mentioned a long time
ago, here on RMMP. It seemed that it was in a period when pianos and
clocks were bought as furniture. Was that so ?
Dave Andrews
<< I remember that selling clocks in piano stores was mentioned a long time
ago, here on RMMP. It seemed that it was in a period when pianos and
clocks were bought as furniture. Was that so ? >>
There were in fact a large number of piano dealers that sold clocks at one
time, Radu. I think it had a natural tie in to pianos -- one to every home,
one time -- no real repeat business in either category to speak of. Sure,
furniture was at the heart of it. Many piano dealers were also involved with
Magnavox stereos and color TV's back in the 50's and 60's. Anyway, my
involvement with clocks had to do with Baldwin's desire to use up a little
production capacity in their Greenwood, Mississippi plant by also making
clocks. As a Baldwin dealer, I tried it out. I still have one of the most
beautiful floor clocks they ever made -- a very traditional looking piece in
solid Mahogany with ebony laser cut inserts, beveled glass, bookend matched
burled walnut face, a Keininger movement, etc. Unfortumately, Baldwin's clock
line wasn't cheap enough to beat out Howard Miller on the low end and they
weren't sophisticated or carefully crafted enough to beat out Sligh on the high
end. Considering that upper management at that time treated our VP of Clocks
(Ken Klopp) like dirt, it's no wonder it was doomed to failure. I think Ken
moved on to one of the larger manufacturers and Baldwin went back to shooting
their wounded, one employee at a time.
Radu Focshaner
> There were in fact a large number of piano dealers that sold clocks at one
> time, Radu. I think it had a natural tie in to pianos -- one to every home,
> one time -- no real repeat business in either category to speak of.
Thanks, Dave, for the explanations
Bye, good night !
Radu
Larry
>line wasn't cheap enough to beat out Howard Miller on the low end and they
>weren't sophisticated or carefully crafted enough to beat out Sligh on the
>high
>end.
Uh....Dave......they did it to you again. They told you the Baldwin clocks fit
above Sligh and below Howard Miller. Howard Miller hit ever price and quality
range in the book, from below Baldwin to Sligh competition.
Larry
>ago
By the way, if anyone is interested in how that all started I'll be happy to
give the details.
pianoguy
> I'm sorry. I really didn't mean for that first sentence to sound
> sarcastic or patronizing.
Good grief Don....I just hit you with the best joke since sliced bread and you
*still* want to be serious. Maybe you should spend a few years inventing yourself a
sense of humor. You can't survive RMMP without one.
Christof Pflumm
> >I remember that selling clocks in piano stores was mentioned a long time
> >ago
>
> By the way, if anyone is interested in how that all started I'll be happy to
> give the details.
Yes, if you don't mind.
Bye,
Christof
Dave Andrews
<< Uh....Dave......they did it to you again. They told you the Baldwin clocks
fit
above Sligh and below Howard Miller. >>
Actually, Ken Klopp never represented the line as anything more than a decent
niche player. Ken was one of the good guys. He was way too industry savvy to
say that Baldwin was ever up to the stature or craftsmanship of Sligh.
<< Howard Miller hit ever price and quality
range in the book, from below Baldwin to Sligh competition. >>
Yes that's true, but the bread and butter portion of their sales volume as well
as the general market impression of Howard Miller is that "they're no Sligh".
That was Sligh of you to try and sneak that in, however. Now get your pawls
offa' my clock thread.
Dave Andrews
<< Good grief Don....I just hit you with the best joke since sliced bread and
you
*still* want to be serious. Maybe you should spend a few years inventing
yourself a
sense of humor. You can't survive RMMP without one. >>
What's that supposed to mean Piano Clown, Funny Boy, Dweeb RMMP Cultist, Larry
Kiss-Up, hee hee, oui oui ....
... oh, wait. That's me. Sorry Pianoguy. My mistake.
Chris Aher
Helen P.
>OK, so will you guys just shake pawls and call it even?? ;-)
Well, maybe someone *should* take Sonars UK to task,
and really clean his clock... ;-)
-- Helen
pianoguy
> What's that supposed to mean Piano Clown, Funny Boy, Dweeb RMMP Cultist, Larry
> Kiss-Up, hee hee, oui oui ....
I know you are...but what am I?????
=======================================
> ... oh, wait. That's me. Sorry Pianoguy. My mistake.
You want all the glory don't you?
Matt Guilfoil
><snip> Piano Clown, Funny Boy, Dweeb RMMP Cultist, Larry
> Kiss-Up, hee hee, oui oui ....
You watch your language there, mister! Some of us have to *eat* while
scrolling the ramblings that occur on RMMP! Next time you use the "o" word
outside it's only acceptable (and then only to the French) context, you will
be fined!
/mumbles/ whaddya tryin' ta make me sick?
Larry
>to
>> give the details.
>
>Yes, if you don't mind.
>
>Bye,
> Christof
Ok. Here it is. In 1981, I had several stores in the East Tennessee area. A
customer ordered a piano I didn't have in stock, and the manufacturer didn't
have available right then either. I called a few dealer friends of mine who
sold the same brand to see if they had one they'd let me have. I found one at
Hendersons Music in Cincinnati
http://www.hendersonmusic.com
I chatted with Brian Henderson for awhile (or maybe his Dad Carl, I can't
remember) since we hadn't seen each other in a while. In the course of this
chat, I asked him what kind of promotions he was doing that I might want to
try.
He told me that he had bought about a dozen cheap little grandfather clocks a
month earlier, and ran a "buy a piano, get a free grandfather clock" sale. He
said a funny thing happened though - he had as many people come in wanting to
just buy the clock as he did wanting to buy a piano. So he was going to order a
few more and see what happened if he just ran a clock sale. I told him to let
me know how it went.
A few months later I thought about it again, so I called him back to see how it
had gone. He said "man we're selling clocks like crazy. You need to try this."
Another month went by, and I got a call from another dealer friend in another
part of the state who also knew the Hendersons, asking me if I had tried the
clock thing yet. I said no. He told me he was nervous about it, but that he had
taken the plunge and bout an assortment of about 2 dozen clocks from Howard
Miller on Brian's recommendation. I told him I would be curious to see how it
went.
Another month went by, and I called the Tennessee dealer back to see how they
were doing. He said he had just reordered, and had sold all 24 or so clocks out
in a month. I asked for the sales rep's name and phone number.
I ordered 6 clocks. We sold all 6 of them while we were unboxing them (my main
store there was in a large regional mall). So I had to reorder. I ordered 30
clocks. Most of them were gone within the month, and I had yet to advertize
them. I called both of the other dealers to see if they were still experiencing
the same thing, and they were giddy with glee over the way the things were
selling. I ordered 300 clocks that day.
The way clocks are sold to the dealers, the more you buy at one time, the lower
the price is for each one. I figured I'd just buy a 6 month supply for all
three stores. All 300 clocks were sold within 2 months. After that, we had a
regular delivery of a tractor trailer load of clocks every other month. I
couldn't believe it. After about 8 or 9 months, the sales rep asked me if I
would write a letter that Howard Miller could give all their sales reps to show
other piano dealers around the country how well they sold, and that they were
going to make a big push to recruit piano stores all over the country. I got a
phone call from Music Trades Magazine a couple of months after that, asking me
if I would agree to an interview for an article they were going to do on clocks
in the next issue. I agreed, and I think they interviewed Brian Henderson in
that article as well. At the next NAMM show, Howard Miller was there with a
full exhibit.
At about the 2 year mark of selling them, both Henderson's Music and my company
were given awards for sales volume. I think there was one clock dealer who was
larger than either of us, then Hendersons, then me.
About that time, Pearl Clock Co. (now out of business I think) tried to imitate
Howard Miller, then Ridgeway Clock Co. tried as well. But the Pearl clocks were
lousy, and the Ridgeways weren't quite as nice either. Besides, Howard Miller
had already beat them to the punch. Baldwin noticed how many of their dealers
were becoming Howard Miller dealers, so the idea came to them to make Baldwin
clocks, and get into the action.
Baldwin never did much. Howard Miller branched out into very nice curio cases
in addition to the clocks, and all of a sudden I was ordering about 50 a month
of those things as well. Before long piano dealers all over the country were
carrying grandfather clocks, with varying degrees of success. In 1985 Howard
Miller had to build a new addition onto their factory just to fill the orders
they were getting from Hendersons, me, and a couple of other dealers.
After a few more years though, the clock manufacturer got greedy. Other
businesses were noticing the huge activity in clock sales, and wanted in on the
action. I got to see first hand what happens to a nonessential big ticket
luxury item when there is no dealer territory protection. The sales reps began
selling clocks to anyone who would order 6 or more. I even saw a row of
grandfather clocks in the little sales area of a Shell gas station near me.
All of a sudden you could find clocks on every street corner. This was
happening all over the country. Once all these new "dealers" discovered they
weren't competitive in price (remember, the more you buy the cheaper each one
cost), and once they learned they weren't really geared for selling them, they
started dumping them at cost to get rid of them. Now those of us who had been
doing a good business couldn't make any money, and we cut way back on our
inventory which further limited the selection. By 1986 the combination of
limited selection of styles to choose from and the fact that they were now so
commonplace that even gas stations had them, the clock business dropped back to
what it had been before as piano stores all over the country got out of the
clock business.
But the man who started the whole thing was Carl Henderson in Cincinnati, and
he is still selling clocks. Good man, as is his son Brian. If you live in the
Lexington, Covington Kentucky or Cincinnati Ohio area, go buy a piano from
Brain and tell him Larry from Tennessee sent you. He might even have a "buy a
clock - get a free piano" deal for you.... ;-)
Dave Andrews
<< You watch your language there, mister! >>
Sorry, Matt. I got carried away. But there are agitators here that bring out
the worst in me.
pianoguy
> Sorry, Matt. I got carried away. But there are
> agitators here that bring out the worst in me.
You ain't seen nuthin' yet!
I already told you about my yellow agitator...and you *know* what he did to that
crippled dog.