Tim Marten, Guitar Repairs
I am sorry to report that after thirty seven years on Denmark St, Tim Marten is being evicted and has had his lease revoked by the developers currently redeveloping this corner of Soho
Tim Marten by Colin O’Brien
Guitars have been manufactured in Denmark St since the days of Queen Anne but now – thanks to the redevelopment of the neighbourhood – Tim Marten is one of the very last to make and repair instruments in this corner of Soho. I visited Tim in the tiny panelled workshop in the beautiful sixteen-nineties house where he pursues his trade, pending three months’ notice to quit at any time.
“When I was a teenager I wanted to learn to play guitar, and I couldn’t afford to buy one and I was reasonably good at woodwork, so I made one. It was horrible! As soon as I’d finished it, I began to understand where I’d gone wrong, so I embarked on my second one and I cured some of the mistakes I’d made the first time round. After about eighteen months – maybe longer – with the help of various other people, I’d finished my third, curing the mistakes I’d made the second time round. I refined it down and down, until I had a guitar I could actually go out and play. It held its own against factory-made bought guitars. That was quite a reasonable instrument, and I went from there!
I came from an engineering background. My father and my uncle were both very good engineers and I used to build Airfix kits and fly model aeroplanes. I was always interested in mechanics and quite good at understanding how things worked. I was one of those small boys whose immediate reaction after Christmas lunch was to start taking their toys apart to see how they worked.
I spent my late teens and early twenties playing in bands round London and Bristol and, if anyone had problems, I’d fix their guitars. It just escalated from there. I was fortunate to meet someone who worked behind the counter at Andy’s Guitar Workshop in Denmark St, just across the road from where I am now. It was the first specific guitar repair workshop in Central London. That was in 1979.
It was run by Andy Preston but it was called ‘Andy’s‘ because that was the name of the Greek greengrocers on the ground floor and we were in the basement. There were quite a few music shops in the street but Andy’s had flats above and a greengrocer at street level. Our customers had to go round the back and down the stairs to our workshop below. I was twenty-two and I had some ideas I was working on for designs for guitars, and my friend who was the counter hand said, ‘Why don’t you come down and speak to the guys I work with?’ So I did and we had a long chat, and I was offered my first job and I’ve been doing it ever since.
Then I joined Led Zeppelin as a guitar technician and went off touring for ten years. I worked for various other bands and had a shop of my own up in Church Lane, Hornsey, just underneath The Kinks‘ studio. So I got to know Ray Davies and did a lot of touring with The Kinks. I played guitar professionally and found I earned more money gigging three nights a week than I did mending guitars in my little workshop, so it became a necessity to go out each Thursday, Friday and Saturday and play. Back in those days, it was quite a lucrative thing to do.
Things went spectacularly wrong in 2000, and I lost the shop and my business. But within a couple of days of realising that was going to happen and wondering what on earth I was going to do with myself, Andy Preston rang up from his hugely-expanded guitar shop which had become internationally known and taken over the whole building. He asked me to come back and run his repair department because they needed somebody with experience. So the door opened and I walked into it.
I stayed there until Andy went bust and sold his shop onto Rick Harrison, when I started working independently and I’ve been independent ever since. I’ve had my workshop in this room for about six years, before that it was Central Sound recording studios. I have no proof but I have been told that David Gray recorded Babylon in this very room. The building has listed status and is as it was constructed after the Great Fire of London, one of four remaining buildings in Denmark St from that time. This was originally intended as housing and it is slated to be returned to housing. I am going to be booted out and this is going to be turned into luxury flats. I am on two months’ notice, so that could happen as soon as six months from now.
I don’t think the ethos of Denmark St has changed very much at all since I first came here in 1979. Up until four or five years ago, when Cliff Cooper sold out the leases to the current owners who are property developers, there was very little change in the street apart from the signs above the shops as businesses came and went. Denmark St has always been a bit of a shabby sideshow in very nice way.
From the fifties, it was always the centre for music, when the music publishers started moving in and then the recording studios followed. There were three recording studios here in the sixties. From the eighties, shops came and went but they were always music shops, and the place was in need of a lick of paint. It has always been like that and, to a certain extent, that is its charm. Now restaurants are moving in, the developers are taking over and we are being moved out. It’s coming to an end despite our loudest protests.
We got hit very hard by the internet and it took the industry a while to adapt. I think that was one of the reasons Andy got into financial difficulties. For the repair side of the business, the internet helps no end. I get a lot of work from people who have bought guitars online. They come in the door, I take one look at it and say, ‘You just got this on ebay, didn’t you?’ and they ask, ‘Yes, how did you know?’ and I say, ‘Because if you’d played it before you bought it, you’ never have bought it!’ I tell them, ‘Yes I can fix it for you but it’s going to cost more money than if you had bought it properly from a shop in the first place.’ So I view the internet as a mixed blessing, although I do make a lot of money out of people who buy stuff and find that it is not as described. I end up sorting it out.
It’s the tinkering side of things, the satisfaction of getting things right, that I like. I do mostly repairs now and only a little design work. There’s a lot of satisfaction in getting something working properly and you give it back to the customer, and a big smile comes over them. ‘Oh wow, that’s brilliant! I’ve been fighting this thing for years – if only I’d known you ten years ago!’
Like any job, it can become repetitive. There are certain repairs you do in your sleep. That’s what I call the bread-and-butter work. It’s well paid, so – if I spend three days a week doing that – I know that I’ve made enough to sit down and do something a bit more creative.
In this industry, it’s a great way to spend a day but it’s a lousy way to make a living. Especially making guitars, because it is so time-consuming and you can’t compete with the guys who have got all the machinery and industrial spraying facilities. The quality of the stuff coming out of the far east now is so good that you have to be able to charge a disproportionate amount of money for a guitar because it is handmade. Or you do bespoke work, I enjoy making things that you couldn’t buy in a shop.
If you look around my workshop, you will see that I am surrounded by projects that I have got halfway through but never got around to finishing. It’s what I do in the quiet periods, but I’ve acquired a reputation for being good at repairs and it’s getting to the point where I have more work than I can do. If you look around, there’s thirty guitars here waiting to be repaired. They are numbered up to fifty-seven and I am working on number twenty-six at the moment. Some of them will take five minutes but others will take me three weeks to fix.
I’ve always got three or four jobs on the go at once and, as you can see, there there are guitars lying around in various stages of repair. While I am waiting for glue or lacquer to dry, I will put it on one side and return to it tomorrow. Repairing instruments is a job where you don’t work on one at a time and finish it.
When I was running the repair department at Andy’s Guitar Workshop, I had four people working under my supervision and I enjoyed the responsibility and the teaching and the social life as well. Now it’s just me yet I am not alone because I have a constant stream of customers and the phone never stops ringing.”
Photographs copyright © Estate of Colin O’Brien
Tim Marten, Guitar Repairs, 9 Denmark Street, London, WC2H 8LS
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It’s a damned shame. London being a ‘world city’ obviously entails removing every vestige of its character to ensure that what remains could be any urban sprawl, anywhere in the world.
Tim is on a dream ticket a musician to play they say is a gift from him up there. This double act man mends and brings back guitars back to life that’s skill or is it magic. I do hope he finds a new spot and keeps the gig men happy. Poet John
Thank you for that article,
Tim is great, what he says is great, and what a beautiful life
I am sure this gentleman will find work space elsewhere but it looks like, once again,
property developers are removing the beating heart of a creative and successful economic community in transforming these historic terraces into luxury living space for the well-to-do.
I am stating the obvious, I know but capital is draining the atmosphere out of London like a relentless succubus.
Sad.
Another sad story about an area of London known for it’s trade or profession being trampled all over by greedy developers. Why can’t these companies be more sympathetic to the people making a living, albeit a fairly meagre one within these areas? I know it’s the bottom line and that they need to maximise every square inch but for the sake of what? These places have grown organically and are a little untidy but they are what makes our city interesting and different. I have never visited Dubai and have no intention of doing so but I don’t want it busing me.
Rant over.
Progress? I think not. One of my books was photographed recently in just such a little workshop. These craftsmen have always been undervalued and yet without them much music would not be made.
Progress should be about developing the human spirit not the bank balance of developers.
Denmark St needs to be valued not undermined.
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I know exactly where his store is. It’s in the same block of Denmark Street as a restaurant we enjoyed on a recent trip to London. Sorry to hear this.
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GA, really enjoyed reading about Tim Marten and how he developed his skills as a craftsman since boyhood. Sounds as if he has had an interesting life on the road too.
Agree with Jonathan’s statement above– “These places have grown organically and are a little untidy but they are what makes our city interesting and different.” Unfortunately true in most modern cities…
Excellent article, informative, entertaining and well written. Great shame the workshop is being culled to make room for luxury homes. Isn’t it about time people like Tim and others who love their occupation within the world of guitars and gigs, got together and formed complimenting consortiums away from down town London to somewhere more accessible and affordable?
Imagine a warehouse with a performance spot and supporting craftsmen above or below; even a recording studio. Wish I had the skills, talent and cash…
I wish Tim all the luck in the world, I know from personal experience just how it feels to be forced to leave the premises that have been home to your business for many years, but I hope that the fates will be kind to Tim, as they were to us, and that he will find new premises that he will be happy in. It is a very sad situation in Denmark Street obviously and it is another shocking example of the greed that prevails in London at the moment.
Your account of Tim’s business reminds me so much of my lovely cockney grandfather’s workshop where he made all kinds of stringed instruments; ukuleles, banjos, guitars and dulcimers were always there and the wonderful smell of freshly cut wood, varnishes, paints and glues, all combined into a heady mixture, comes back to me now, and I love it !! I still have the dulcimer that my grandfather made for my aunt and it is one of my most treasured possessions. Thank you once again GA for bringing back such happy memories to me.
Denmark Street is one of the few corners with any recognizable character left around Tottenham Court Road. Those slightly crooked houses are like something out of Harry Potter. Actually, JK Rowling’s private eye Cormoran Stike has his office there, not a coincidence. A real shame to see it all turned into soulless “Luxury Flat” shells.
Good luck Tim. Hope it all works out for you. Are you related to Elvis Costello?
What will the owners of the luxury flats know of the rich history of Denmark Street? They may think they have bought into this history & are part of this aspect of London’s music culture. Alas, they will have bought a hollow shell in a street full of ghosts they will never see, hold or own. They will have contributed indirectly to the loss of the street’s unique character because the developer knows the price of everything & the value of nothing.
I am distraught, I was admiring Tim’s works in progress in his cosy workshop, I bet he knew where everything was (someone told me that he had a mate,,,,,,,,,,,,,who was sure he saw some cat hairs stuck to the walls (slanderous here say)) It was so like my aged Uncles workshop where you entered at your own peril,
Anyway, while I was gazing at the Luther’s immense skill, Tim was looking at an Ovation I had brought in as it would not play through an amp & I feared neglect had done for it.
Tim asked me what the ragged cushion was doing in the sack I had brought it in I blushed & said someone has to try to protect it cos no one else was. A bin liner & a cushion. Did I feel stupid…..?
Tim told me to go out and buy a good Duracell battery which he surgically replaced with an ancient one I didn’t even know was in there. I bought the best case Andy had downstairs, Tim just happened to pop down just then, I think he approved. Later Tim set it up for me advised me what strings to use. Why am I going on about this? it’s a damn crying shame that Tim had to move. Money, £’s, $,s, Pence, Granny’s tin tea caddy artfully hidden up the fire place nook, for a rainy day’, ie; for me to nick the price of some sherbet pips.
I am so sorry to hear about this Tim, truly. I looked you up because I’ve gone & broken my Bass guitar neck, in true rock n roll manner, a collision with a ladder doing 30 with her trolley in Waitrose. Can I find you anywhere else Tim? This is a serious S.O.Bass signal.
With very best wishes for the future. Denmark & Wardour Street was a once a week treat for me till i got ill. Even my Daughter got to enjoy it, or was it the Chinese food?
London is being ruined.
Again, all the very best,
Ted Schirmer.
Hello Tim. So pleased that your craftsmanship and musical talents are so highly regarded. It seems only yesterday that we were sharing the same house in London. Good memories.