I started out the day doing cabinet work on the SMC2. Cleaning, vacuuming. I removed the coin return cup and the cash box door frame, sandblasted and painted both brown. That sounds easier than it was. The mechanism mounting rack had to come out to access one screw on the coin cup. It needed cleaning as well as it was quite oily. Getting it out is a wrestling match. Once out I sprayed it down with Oil Eater and rinsed it off leaving it in the inferno we call summer here in Texas to dry. The cabinet finish on this juke is a brown kind of simulated leather look. The parts I painted were originally brown and the new paint will match well with the cabinet.
I picked up where I left off with the SMC2 mechanism by cleaning the clutch pieces, oiling and re-assembling. It is very important on every clutch to remove the rod that goes through the clutch clevis-the thing that actually moves the clutch unit up and down and clean it and its bore well. Seeburg used some kind of wax based oil that over time dried up and left the wax. I’ve seen these stuck so bad it took a hammer and punch to get it out. I also broke a clutch unit doing that. They’re made out of cast aluminum. After that if I can’t get the rod out with gentle persuasion I’ll get my heat gun, heat the area well, and then push it out. This is the new accepted method for me. I learn the hard way but I learn quickly. After installing the clutch I immediately did the four clutch adjustments per the manual. After running the mechanism with a power cord I aligned the rack to the mech and installed the whole thing into the SMC2 cabinet.
Tracy L stopped by with the R mechanism I had done for him a couple months earlier. He mentioned a few problems with it and I was happy to look at it. The plan was for me to do what I could on the bench then put it on the New G to run and test. Showing off the New G, pointing out what I had done here and there, the gawdawful hum decided to come back. I’m glad it did but at the same time was mortified. We were planning on him picking it up Sunday so I was worried, hoping I could figure out this intermittant hum by then.
My Seeburg Life 